#recom group

[whxre-bxby]

Could you do a recoms x recom!reader where all the guys suddenly go into heat (?) at the same time and reader is like 'oh shit' and tries to run but they catch and Fuck her?

Kinda like cursed by blue but then with reversed roles lol

Yes my lady, here it is

F. Recom Y/N x Recom Lyle, Mansk, Prager, Lopez, Ja

"Get It Together"

Masterlist

Summary: read the ask :)

Warnings: smut, tiny bit of angst and fluff, cursing, non-con, breeding kink, mating, heat cycle, unprotected sex, oral sex, penetration

Word Count: 4085

A/N: sorry that the uploads are slower, I'm busy and losing motivation just a little. I've also revived my Harry Potter obsession

Today felt weird. Weirder than usual. Waking up in an Avatar is already odd enough, but something seemed even more different today. The team seemed different. 

Quaritch is desperate for you all to help him successfully find and kill Sully, so you’re back in the forest again. The Deja Blu squad seems to be spending more time outside than anywhere else. But you’re not complaining. To you, the world of Pandora is beautiful. You’re not as afraid of it as before. Probably because you’re no longer human. But that’s your secret. You’re scared to find out what would happen to you if anyone found out you like this planet and its nature. 

The Colonel split the squad into two groups again. He led his team while Lyle led yours. Lyle was ranking second highest out of all of you, so he was put in charge. He’s leading the way through the large leaves and past the hundreds and thousands of trees. Behind him, Mansk is following. You’re after him. Trailing slightly behind you is Lopez along with Prager and Ja is watching the back. 

You were pleased with this group because you all got along well. But today is different. No one is talking. You’ve tried to initiate a conversation multiple times but they either don’t listen or just nod and hum in response. Even Lyle has his mouth shut today. Not a soul seems to be in a good mood, so you decide not to push it. There’s no need to start an unnecessary fight. 

“You always wear that?” someone says behind you, suddenly breaking the long-lasting silence. 

You recognise Lopez’s voice and when you turn around you see that he is looking at your lower half. 

“The shorts?” you ask while continuing to walk. He glances up for a split second before fixating his gaze on your shorts once more. His head nods. 

“No. It’s just warmer today.” you answer him, not thinking anything of his question. Maybe he didn’t even know the RDA provided shorts. 

‘Fuckin’ right it’s warmer.’ Lopez thinks, wiping his hand across his forehead. It was warm but the temperatures here never reached the high of making their Avatar’s sweat. He doesn’t know what’s going on with him and why his body temperature seems to be through the roof, but he notices he isn’t the only one. Lopez had vaguely scanned the others and everyone seemed to be struggling. Everyone except for you. And he doubted it was because you’re wearing shorts. 

As you keep walking, you can feel Lopez’s stare on your body. It never leaves and when you look over your shoulder, he doesn’t seem to notice or bother to hide it. 

“Can you not?” you ask, making him suddenly lock eyes with you again. He looks confused. “I can feel you looking.” 

Lopez internally curses himself for being so obvious. He didn’t mean to, but his judgment is not trustworthy today. His ears occasionally ring and his mind seems to go blank. Especially when he looks at you. 

Prager lightly punches his shoulder, seeming to tell him off through actions.

“What’s he doin’?” Lyle asks, calling out his words from the front. You open your mouth to reply but Lopez quickly intervenes. 

“Nothin’.” he says, making Lyle turn around and cock an eyebrow. 

His words make your ears tip back. He never acted like this. 

“Walk in front of me then.” you say, stopping so that he can overtake you. 

Lopez shakes his head, taking your arm and pulling you along. 

“So that Prager can get a look? No way.” he scoffs and Prager glares at him. 

“The fuck does that mean?” you ask, pulling your arm from his. 

Mansk had turned around and saw how Lopez held you. It pissed him off too. 

“Keep walkin’.” Lopez says, avoiding eye contact. 

“What is up with you, today?” you ask with a small chuckle. 

But not even Lopez knows how to answer that. His behaviour is confusing him too.

You shrug it off, continuing to follow Lyle and Mansk. Many minutes go by in silence and you think that things have returned to normal again. 

They haven‘t. 

In the next few seconds, you feel your tail brush against something. Assuming it‘s a plant, you don‘t bother checking. But then it happens again. And again.

Finally, you turn your head and see Lopez much closer than expected. It gives you a little fright. 

“Shit-“ you gasp, inhaling deeply to calm down. “Lopez, what are you-“ 

“Look at her tail.” He exclaims, interrupting you and taking your tail into his hand. Ja walks up next to him, looking down at it. 

One of his hands is holding its middle while his free one caresses the tip of your tail, examining the soft hair coming out. You’ve also noticed that yours was longer. And your stripes continued all the way down. Everyone else had their tail partly shaved. 

“Check out the stripes.” Ja chuckles, watching the odd pattern of so-called stripes spiral up your tail until their eyes reach its base. The rest is covered in clothes.

“Yours are different from ours.” Lopez murmurs and you stop walking, trying to snatch your tail away but they won't let you. Both of them are still looking at where your tail ends and you don’t understand why they’re so fascinated by it. 

“What’s it look like?” He asks, looking up at you with a shit-eating grin. Your eyes go wide at his bold question and you frown. 

“Doesn’t concern you.” You snarl. What’s under your clothes is none of his business. 

“Hey!” Lyle calls from the front. He and Mansk both turned around, watching the interaction before Lyle felt like he needed to step in. “Let ‘er be.”

Lopez meets his eye, staring him down for a few extra seconds before scoffing and letting go of you. Once free, you’re being touched again. Lyle is guiding you by your shoulders to the front, not wanting Lopez around you anymore. 

You just go with it, assuming he has some kind of plan. At the end of the day, you trust Lyle with your life, so you don’t question his decisions. 

While walking away, you feel Lopez’s and Ja’s fierce eyes on you. Behind them you can hear Prager panting and nothing seems to make sense anymore. 

You keep walking and you hear Lyle faintly call them both insulting names under his breath before he stretches his arm around you. He starts by throwing it over your shoulder and your walking pace stutters. Mansk is keeping a close eye on what's happening, as is everyone behind you. He doesn’t want Lyle crossing the line either. 

But your presence and the close physical contact have Lyle under a sort of spell. It makes him crave more from you and within minutes, his arm is around your waist and he’s holding you to his side. You’re body tenses and you stop walking. Everything is so confusing you can’t even think straight.

Lyle looks back at you and your concerned eyes before Mansk grabs his arm and removes it from your body. 

“What are you doin’?” Lyle asks him, wanting to snake it around your waist again but you push it away. 

“No, what are you doing? All of you!” You shout, looking around. You’re about to exclude Mansk from the lecture you plan on giving them but you notice his pupils dilate and target lock on you. It makes you forget what you were about to say. Luckily you recover quickly.

“I don’t know what the fuck is going on with you, but you need to sort it out right now so that we can focus on this mission!” You shout, folding your arms in front of your chest and glaring at all of them. 

There’s a few seconds of silence. As if they need extra time to let your words sink in. 

“All right.” Lyle growls. His voice is lower than ever. You want to nod and thank him for his agreement but the look in his eye tells you that you’re not both thinking of the same thing. 

You thought that maybe they all got in a fight and didn‘t want to mention it around you. But the dark hunger in his expression suddenly makes you feel like you need to escape. 

You don’t know why you feel the need to run when a part of you longs to be around them. 

Lyle is walking back up to you and his arm stretches out to grab a hold of you once more but Mansk once again intervenes. It seems as though his last functioning cell of common sense told him to help you. But right after he pushes Lyle’s arm away, he’s just as lust-blinded as the rest of them are. You see it in him now too. 

Which is why this time, you don’t hesitate to run. Your feet take off in the opposite direction and you’re sprinting through the forest. 

You hear Lyle growl at Mansk before your ears pick up the sound of hammering footsteps behind you. They seem to be moving faster than yours which surprises you because a human’s survival instinct is the strongest.

However, you’re not human anymore and neither are they. It seems as though your new bodies have a stronger instinct than just survival. 

Mating.

You’re fast, but unfortunately not fast enough. All weapons and tools have been dropped to chase you. They have to catch you by hand and force. The way nature tells them to. For once, they must give in to what their body craves and forget their human morals. 

But their rut doesn’t just affect them. Being around them, hearing them, smelling them, seeing them, and feeling them kickstarts hormones in your own body. Ones you were suppressing until you started running. Running and chasing are apparently common during heat-cycles so the instinct that told you to run is also the one that betrayed your mind and gave all power to your body and its needs. 

Lyle caught your arm, making you stumble and slow down. With his next step, he managed to wrap an arm around your middle and lift you off the ground but the sheer force of the turn had you both falling into the grass. 

You shriek as he spins you both around once before you hit the ground first with him falling on top of you. Immediately, you struggle beneath his weight, trying to crawl out from underneath him but you can’t move him. 

Suddenly, you felt like it wasn’t Lyle who was holding you down. You know it is, but he’s never growled and acted like this. It feels so foreign to you but then again, you feel your body doing things you would never do. 

Almost instantly his large hands start tugging your clothes off of you but for whatever reason, you lean against his touch. 

You’re still trying to hold on to your common sense, desperately attempting to not give in to his touch whereas Lyle is a lost cause. 

Your last spark of hope forces you to kick Lyle’s middle but he is unfazed. 

“Sorry- can’t help it.” he breathes out, pulling your shorts down your legs. Well, there you have it. You’re done for. Might as well enjoy it then.

The others have already caught up with both Lyle and you. Ja wanted to get closer but Lyle snarled at him, making him back off. You guess that since he has the highest rank in this team, he wants to go first. 

Lyle’s body feels strange to him and foreign. It’s overheating as well and the only answer to help him feel normal again is in front of him. His large hand comes up to knead the flesh of your ass before he’s hastily opening his belt and clawing at his pants. 

You know what to expect at this point. It’s inevitable really. There’s five of them and one of you. You can’t escape even if you manage to push Lyle off. And quite frankly, the longer you inhale his musky scent and feel him on you, the less you want to leave. It irritates you how easily your body is swayed by them but you can’t help it either. 

Lyle grabs the side of your underwear, hooking his fingers underneath it and literally tearing the fabric off your body. If you were in your right mind right now, you would have felt exposed. But no, you don’t even feel the need to hide from their eyes. In fact, their presence seems to make you more aroused. 

Suddenly ripping you from your thoughts is the feeling of Lyle pressing something right up against your entrance. Feeling its form, you straight away know what it is and without any hesitation, Lyle starts to push it inside you. He hisses as your walls clamp down on him, not seeming to be used to this intrusion. But it doesn’t stop him. The man is desperate for you and desperate for release. 

Within seconds he has bottomed out, holding himself inside you for an extra few moments to contain himself. But it’s no use. The second he starts to move, completely loses himself and his motions become primal.

Lyle doesn’t start off slowly either. He’s already harshly fucking himself into you while his fingertips dig into the flesh of your hips. You spread your arms slightly past shoulder distance to steady yourself while your hips push back against him. 

Everything suddenly feels sensitive and all his touches spark more excitement in you. Which is why Lyle knows he won’t last long. You feel too good and it’s been too long. 

“Fuck- so good,” he groans, wrapping his hand around the base of your tail to pull you back against him. Small whines and whimpers leave your lips whenever it feels like he is pushing the air from your lungs. 

“M’ gonna fill you up,” he grunts, speeding up his thrusts. You weren’t expecting any of this to last long, but you know that just because he’ll be done soon doesn’t mean you will. The other four men around you look even more interested in you than before. There is no way you’re leaving without having to go through each of them first. 

“Gonna make this pussy mine.” he growls, not stopping his rough thrusts until his hips stutter and you feel him spurt his cum inside you. You still your small rocking movements, taking all of him into you. His large hands are holding onto your waist while Lyle gathers himself. His problem seems to be cured for now. But the others are still very bothered by it, so the second Lyle pulls out, Mansk takes his place. He pushes Lopez to the side because he can’t wait any longer. 

Mansk falls to his knees behind you, immediately pushing your tail to the side to see your throbbing cunt. God, what a luring sight it is. Especially with Lyle’s cum slowly dribbling out. It just makes Mansk want to wash it out and replace it with his own. 

To your surprise, Lopez settles himself in front of you. You can hear Ja complaining but Lopez doesn’t care. Sure, he would much rather be where Mansk is but right now he’ll take whatever he can get. His skin is glistening in sweat and he just needs to feel you on him in any way possible. 

Mansk’s pants are gone faster than Lyle’s and he doesn’t even need to line himself up with your entrance to guide himself in. He’s so hard he just bucks his hips forward blindly while pressing his chest against your back. He feels his dick sink into you on his third attempt and it has him melting against you. Mansk is and has been desperate for this kind of relief for so long. The fact that it’s you he’s getting makes this so much better for him. 

Lopez has managed to free his aching erection from its restraints as well and is now panting while watching you stare at him. He can feel your hot breath fan against his bare skin and it causes his eyes to flutter closed. He never thought he could get this close to you. 

Mansk moves behind you, making your body jolt forward. Your cheek brushes against Lopez’s dick and you give up on staring. The sight has your mouth salivating. Not only are they all so big, but fuck he looks so needy. 

You turn your head, opening your mouth and licking up his shaft. He groans and you notice the goosebumps erupt on his skin. Lopez is so hard it hurts so he attaches his hand to the back of your head, hoping to encourage you to finally help him out. You obey his silent pleas and open your mouth wider to welcome his tip. His breath gets caught in his throat and he doesn’t exhale until you’ve swallowed down almost all of him. 

“Fuck, such a good girl,” he purrs his praise, gently rubbing your cheek before holding the base of your queue to help guide you along his dick. 

Mansk’s thrusts are already getting sloppy so you arch your back to give yourself to him, making it easier for him to reenter you. 

Then you focus on the heavily breathing man in front of you and decide to finally focus on him. You gulp around him, feeling his tip in the middle of your throat. Having something stuffed so far down your mouth is not a pleasant feeling, but seeing how it drives Lopez wild just gives you the equal pleasure he is receiving. 

You don’t need to move your head, he’s already pulling his hips back and slowly pushing them forward again for you. All you have to do is not choke and not let him feel your teeth. This gets twice as difficult when you have fangs but so far you’re succeeding. 

You flatten your tongue out and occasionally swirl it around him when he draws back. 

Both of them have sped up their thrusts and you feel Lopez’s dick twitch inside your mouth which lets you know that he won’t last much longer. 

Mansk is now hugging your waist and one of his hands digs into your thigh. 

You start to feel your own orgasm slowly build up but with the way they’re feeling, you know you’ll still need more time until you start feeling euphoric.

“Shit, take it.” Mansk growls, biting your shoulder while he humps you from behind, shooting his load into you just like Lyle. But you honestly don’t care about that at the moment. You even doubt whether your Avatar is fertile. 

Mansk is regaining his breath above you when Lopez hisses and throws his head back. His hips reflexively buck forwards and he covers your tongue in his cum, making it flow down your throat. You lick him clean after swallowing everything he gave you before gently pulling away. 

He smiles down at you, lightly tapping your cheek in praise before getting up. 

Mansk carefully pulls out, running his hand over your smooth back and humming appreciate before Prager is urging him to move. He listens. You display yourself for Prager byopening your legs and lifting your tail but he seems to have other ideas. The sight makes his stomach twist in excitement but he still turns you onto your back. You’re looking up at him and he flashes you a smirk before Ja interrupts your moment. 

“Seriously, what about me?” he asks, not seeming happy with the sudden position change. 

Prager’s ears flatten back against the sides of his head and he frowns at Ja. 

“Work it out.” he growls. Then his hands find your knees and he opens your legs for him. He wants to properly see you, not just use you. 

Ja huffs in annoyance before lifting your upper body and resting your back on his lap. Prager runs his fingers over your entrance, parting your lips before pushing some cum back inside you. His motions make you shiver and you roll your hips forward while Ja open his pants just enough to relieve himself.

Your body starts reacting to Prager's touch and you realise he’s helping you reach your high too. But since he’s having a hard time containing himself, he removes his fingers from inside of you and replaces them with his length. Suddenly, it feels so good. You’ve gotten used to the intrusion now and it’s becoming pleasurable. 

You turn your head to the side, noticing Ja trying to win your attention over. His dick is next to your face and at this point, you’re too tired and too unbothered to question anything. You just do. They’ve already seen all of you, you have nothing to hide anymore. 

You open your mouth for him just like you did for Lopez but right before you want to wrap your lips around him, a gasp leaves you. Prager has started moving inside you and the new angle and change of position have you enjoying all of it. 

Quickly, you fill your mouth with Ja’s length to prevent moans from slipping out. Those are still something that makes you often feel embarrassed. You know it’s stupid because usually, you want to be able to hear how you’re pleasing someone. But then again, you happen to be in a forest full of creatures that may not welcome you. So you don’t want to be screaming and crying on his cock (you do, but you won’t). 

Your head gets all fuzzy with how good Prager is treating your body. You feel so stimulated that whimpers and moans do leave your body. However, they’re muffled through Ja but the vibrations of it drive him wild. 

He’s been touching himself while watching you with Mansk and Lopez, so he feels like he will spill any second now. 

Prager is just diving into you at this point. His hand comes up to apply gentle pressure to your clit while his other lifts one of your legs onto his shoulders. Everything is good right now. You have no worries. 

“You gonna cum?” he asks, knowing you can’t reply with words. You frantically shake your head, slowly arching your back off the ground in preparation for your orgasm. 

He grins and his pace never falters. 

Behind you, Ja is a groaning mess. He’s just watching you struggle to angle your head for him but he can’t help you with that. He’s so close, you just need to continue for a few more seconds. You do and in moments following you hollowing your cheeks for him, his tail trembles as he cums. Some of it spills out onto your lips but you don’t mind. You just need cum yourself. 

Prager doesn’t stop, in fact he just slightly increases his touch on your clit and you cry out once before your legs tremble and your orgasm floods your senses. Feeling you clench down around him has Prager in pure bliss and he follows almost straight after you. 

What an odd scene this is. You hadn’t expected your day to go like this. 

Lyle comes to your aid while the two soldiers redress themselves. 

“You alright?” he asks but he can’t hold back the cheeky grin on his face. 

“Yeah-” you breathe out. “I’m just so done.”

He chuckles, handing you your shorts and helping you put them on.

“You fuckers, it’ll stain the cloth.” you mumble, knowing all the cum will just leak out of you for the rest of the day. 

“Don’t worry, you can get a refill later.” Lopez smirks as Lyle helps you to your feet and you punch Lopez’s shoulder. 

A loud sigh leaves your lips. 

“I can’t even walk back now.” you whine in frustration. 

“I’ll carry you then.” Lyle offers with a grin and Mansk smirks. 

“No, I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.” you say, realising you’re contradicting yourself. 

Mansk raises an eyebrow at you and you wipe your hand over your face. 

“I just like to complain.” you mumble, starting to slowly walk ahead. Your first few steps are wobbly, but you manage because Mansk and Prager walk next to you, letting you use them for support. Lyle leads the way again. 

He’s calling off the mission for the day. We just have to come up with some excuse as to what happened. 

Tag List: @ken-dala @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @numarusworld @number1gal @ikranwings @jatwow

[darika-chan]

I love his facial expressions here, just look at his face: he moves his jaw from side to side.

what it means in body language meaning?

I think it's some kind of abuser's sign. Jaw motion in animal world means expression of aggression and wishing of dominance, and it fits well to Quaritch's personality.

yes, he's absolutely abuser and immoral person, and I like it so much 😈

[ohmymichi]

Render and lineart practice with Lyle Wainfleet

Notes: I thought drawing Lyle would be fun and a good rendering challenge, I had a little panic because I underestimated him (his facial features were difficult for me, even using exact references), but I don't regret it. 😂

I also have some other lineart of my babygirl Quaritch in progress, I hope to show them to you soon.

My mood last week:

[nin3kyuu]

MI MARIDO MI MUJEEEEEEEEER

Tattooed queens💅👑

[recomskxawng]

Are you looking for a cool group to shitpost about those Blue boys on Facebook? We got you covered! We now have a brand new facebook page and fan group! Join us there! This page/group are well moderated and safe for anyone.

[i-thirsty-boi]

Platonic Yandere Recoms X Navi Child Reader Part 2

~A/N: Sorry that this has taken so damn long! It was mostly done and I was stuck, but motivation hit me like a brick recently. So, I hope you enjoy the long awaited part 2! Unedited for now

Masterlist , Part 1

CW: character death (somewhat detailed), discussion of death

~

-During their few undisturbed months with you, the recom team had gotten into a routine with the daily activities all of you did. 

-The day started with you and Z getting up, showering and getting dressed together, though they still weren’t able to get you into socks or shoes, followed by having breakfast with everyone. Then you all did group language lessons until lunchtime. 

-After lunch, whoever was holding you at the time held you while you took an afternoon nap. Then you played around with them until dinner. And between dinner and bedtime, everyone wound down, with you cuddling into one of them. 

-And you were content with that routine, especially on the days where they took you outside, though they made sure to keep a very close eye on you while you were outside. 

-They knew that they were technically behind schedule for their mission, but they couldn’t bring themselves to care as they had a new personal mission, that being raising and taking care of you. 

-Though they wouldn’t stay undisturbed for long. 

… 

-It had been a normal day in their base with you, before the door opened and a surprise guest entered the building. 

-Everyone in the room flinched, especially you, and whipped their heads in the direction of the door to see who was coming into their base. 

All of their ears collectively went down when they saw their boss, General Ardmoire, come in looking like she meant business. She had her hands locked behind her back, back straight, and her head up with all of the authority she had dripping off of her. They had all stood up, with Mansk pushing you to stand behind his legs. And you clung to one of his legs while peaking around at the human woman who had them all on alert. Everyone had lined up in front of her, somewhat covering you from view, but she was still staring you down with precision. She addressed Quaritch to ask what the hell they’ve been doing, and why they have a native child with them. Mansk covered your ears while they went through the rundown of how they had taken you in, and how they’ve been taking care of you since then. You were just looking up at Mansk with wide, clueless eyes, wondering why he didn’t want you to hear what was being said. 

General Ardmoire just said that having and basically raising a child ripped from their culture was not going to help contribute to their mission. All of the adults around you were immediately pissed off and in disagreement with that idea. All of the recoms made eye contact and were immediately in agreement with what they needed to do to keep you. 

Mansk just picked you up and took you to another room while the rest of the team was left with the general. You just kept looking up at him with innocent confusion while being carried to another room in their base. You were sitting on his lap while practicing more of your english. Your ears briefly flicked towards the main room when a loud crack sound floated in from where the others were, but you were too focused on the foreign words to pay too much attention to it. Though you turned your whole head in that direction when you heard the door to the base open again. 

-Once you finished your mini lesson, you were brought back into the other room, the human woman was no longer there, and the rest of the adults were sitting on the stools around the table. 

-You looked around for the woman until someone distracted you with a cut up fruit, which you picked out of the bowl with your hands. You just received fond head shakes as your hand and lower face got covered in fruit juice. 

-Lyle just wiped off your face and hands before they continued with their daily routine with you. 

… 

-And unbeknownst to you, the general’s body was laying on the floor of the forest, getting picked at by the wild animals of Pandora’s forests. Gone to the world as soon as Lyle got his hands on her neck. 

-And once you were asleep against Z, the men went over to the main base with all of the human agents, barricaded the exits, then broke all of the windows as quietly as they could. 

-They observed to make sure that everyone inside stopped moving, then made their way back to their own base. 

-They each kissed your forehead and nodded to Z once they made it back, before going to sleep themselves. 

… 

-Though they didn’t stay in their base for very long because they knew that they wouldn’t have any resources left in a little bit. 

They had moved away from both of the RDA bases until they spotted a clan, then moved a bit away from it before building themselves a shelter. And took the pointers from the stories you told about your old clan to provide for themselves and you. Though they weren’t sure how to make the navi clothes, and just kept manually washing their human style clothes, though they were getting threadbare since they had been on their own for a couple months. 

Though the clan had begun to notice the new activity near them, and recognized the sky people features in the adults, and recognized that you were a native like them. And that didn’t make them feel good, so they notified the only man they thought would know what to do about it. Jake Sully. 

-And once Jake asked some questions about the appearance of the avatars, he was scared for you. Wondering why they have a toddler with them in the first place. 

-But he figured he needed to get to that clan and figure it out for himself. 

… 

-Jake made the quick trip to the clan that had reported the human-like navi seen with a child in the forest. 

-When he got there, the olo’eyktan greeted him, then brought him to the edge of their territory to discreetly observe the group together. 

-A veritable chill went down Jake’s spine when seeing the exact features of the group of navi. Being that he had once worked with, and fought a war against them. 

He confirmed the suspicions of the clan’s leader and said that he could handle this, but to have them stay close just in case things went south. He moved closer to the group along the branches of the trees until he was only a little bit away, then dropped down and walked around the tree to be in front of them. He put his hands up before getting their attention and watching all of them whip their heads around to look at him. The little kid with them shouted his name before having Z push them behind her. He just narrowed his eyes at that before asking what they were doing and why they were here. 

Jake watched as they all looked at each other before Quaritch stepped forward to talk to him. He put a hand up to keep Jake from walking backwards and told him that they had abandoned that mission, and gained a new perspective. Jake just furrowed his eyebrows to prompt him to continue with his explanation. Quearitch nodded and brought a hand to Jake’s shoulder to guide him to come sit with the rest of the group. 

As he sat with the group, the child, toddler really, came up to him and sat on his lap. He smiled and put a hand behind their back to keep them from falling before looking up at the group of, apparently, ex-RDA soldiers. They went into the story of how they had met the child, and what they had done to get them. They all looked down while explaining the death they caused, but perked up when saying that they had gained their little darling from the unfortunate event. They explained that they’d been building a routine with taking care of them and teaching them English and had completely forgotten about the missions they were given because you had become their priority. Then the general had shown up and tried to take you from them because she thought you were a ‘distraction’, and they had dealt with her accordingly, and that she was left for the forest creatures. Then they had busted the windows of the main RDA base in the forest in the night, so it was unlikely that any other humans that had come back would turn up. 

-Jake was surprised to say the least. He couldn’t say that any of these events were expected of these people, in his opinion. 

-He also hadn’t even noticed that he had been covering your ears basically since the retelling had started. He only realized when you had put your hands over his. 

-He just raised his eyebrows and playfully flipped you over and put your legs over one shoulder and tickled your tummy. You just scream and laugh before slapping at his hand. He just chuckled before setting you on your feet in front of him, pointedly ignoring the stares from the group around him. 

-After that he just sighed before asking what they intended to do now. 

-They had all made eye contact before saying they were ready to embrace the way of the ‘people’, as you had called it. Though they weren’t exactly sure how that would work, as they’ve been just doing their own thing in this place for a couple weeks. 

-Jake had a look of deep thought on his face before talking to you in navi, asking how you would feel about joining his clan and continuing to learn as you had before being with your current caretakers. 

-You had enthusiastically nodded before going up to Lyle and hopping in his lap. You heard him suggest moving them to be just outside of the Omatikaya clan and to have you learn from the clan teachers, along with teaching the adults the ways of the people like he learned. 

-They all came to an agreement before asking how soon they would be moving. 

-They had all said that they wouldn’t mind moving over there right then. So, Lyle stood up with you in his arms while everyone else grabbed all of the stuff they had with them and began to follow Jake through the forest towards his clan. 

-It had taken them a few hours of constant walking to make it to the Omatikaya clan, and as soon as they had entered the heart of it, there were stares from everyone settled on the group. 

-Jake just pointedly ignored them as he continued walking with the group towards his home, in the hopes of privately discussing the matters to come. Though he did notice the whispers and his own family attempting to stealthily follow them through the crowd. 

-Meanwhile, you were looking at everything in the clan with wonder and excitement because of the semi-familiar surroundings. 

-They had only just made it into Jake’s home to discuss the details of their future arrangement when the rest of Jake’s family stormed in behind them. 

Neytiri was the first to speak, immediately shrieking, “Ma Jake! What are these people doing here?!” She shouted this while angrily gesturing to the extra people in her home. 

Jake just put his hands up in front of them before saying that they will all explain the situation to them. Neytiri started to argue with him, stepping closer to him as she shouted more. You were just observing this with concern and confusion. You understood every word, and that made you very conflicted. You turned to ask Lyle why she was so mad at them, making him remember that you knew their language and gently covering your ears from the, no doubt, expletive filled tirade from Jake's wife. 

This, ultimately, just drew her attention to you. She scrunched her face and yelled harder at her husband to ask why a child was with them. Jake just kept telling her that they would explain everything to her. This only made her more mad, and you more upset. Your ears were pinned to the sides of your head, and your eyes, focused solely on Neytiri, were tearing up. All of the adults surrounding you were seeing the impending meltdown. You interrupted everybody in the vicinity by letting out a loud whimper. And as everyone looked at you, an atokirina gently rested on top of your head, staying long enough for everyone to see it before floating away. 

The whole group was staring at you in awe before processing the state you were currently in. Lyle and Z, who were closest, started comforting you, and Neytiri had finally started calming down while she touched Jake’s arm and shamefully lowered her ears. 

-Jake decided to defuse the situation by prompting the group with the offering of changes of clothes, in the Omatikayan style. 

-That made you perk up a bit, asking if they would really have clothes for you. 

-Jake smiled at you and assured you that they would get some clothes that you like for you. 

-You had calmed down and were now excited to get a change of clothes, a lot more familiar to what you were still used to. 

-Everyone present had calmed down, and Jake asked if you wanted to go with his children so they could get you new clothing. Which you accepted before being set down and leaving with the four other youngest people present. 

Neteyam had picked you up when you had fallen back to look at everything as they were going to where all of the spare clothing was. You were talking, in navi, about how you were going to pick out nice clothes for all of ‘your adults’, and how you had imagined them learning your ways. They all thought that it was endearing, but overall sad. They all shared a look before finally getting to the storage tent with the extra clothing for the clan. 

You were set down in front of the clothes that would fit you, and you immediately started looking through them. You had quickly picked out a very basic looking purple tewng, and were looking for a top that matched it. You ended up picking a top that had a mix of beading and knots to form a design. And after you changed you went to the adult sized clothing to pick out outfits for your adults. Just something basic before they learn to make their own. And you ignored the eyes on you as you were debating the choices you had. 

And once you had made your final selections for everyone, and had them sorted in your hands, you had gone back to the group of Jake’s children. Letting them know that you were ready to be brought back to the adults. 

-They didn’t say anything, just led you out of the tent with small smiles on their faces. 

-You started talking to the youngest girl, Tuk, while walking back to the family’s kelku. Occasionally one of the older siblings chimed in too. 

-You two had become fast friends in the time it took to get there. 

-You all had shown up just as they were finishing another argument, though they had come to a conclusion. 

-Z had immediately come up to you and lifted you by the armpits to move you into the middle of the group. And all of their attention went to the bundles of clothing in your arms. 

-You excitedly told them that you had picked out clothing for all of them, then eagerly passed out the clothes to them. 

-They all looked at them in confusion, and you laughed before saying you could help them. Though it sounded adorable coming from you because a couple months is not long enough to be fluent in english. 

-It was truly toddler speak, combined with a limited vocabulary. And they found your eagerness and, almost, babble to be the cutest thing ever. 

-Though they had to come to a compromise of you explaining the tewng to the guys, and waiting for them to change, before staying to help Z into the clothes. 

The Sullys were just observing this scene with apt attention. With harsh focus on the ex-soldiers. But they were intrigued with your offer to help them yourself, though they had assumed you had forgotten that they were there, and could also help. 

Jake decided to step in at the end, and offered to help the guys change himself to save time for the group. And though the men were cautious about changing in front of what used to be their enemy, they knew that they would do it for you. Along with knowing the attitudes of the navi people with exposure. So, they waited until most of the others present left before unfurling the clothes and wincing at the minimal coverage. Jake just laughed before telling them that he had the same reaction his first night with the clan. 

They listened to the explanation from Jake before hesitantly taking off their previous clothes and putting on the loincloths, along with the other small accessories you picked for them. They were done quickly and swapped places with the others that needed to change. 

You went back in with Z and waited until she had taken off her other clothes before showing her how the loincloth went on and helping her with tying it. Then assisted with the top and helped position it in a nice way. They told her to sit still while you put a necklace and anklet on her. Once you were done you beamed at her with all the pride your little body could produce. You clutched onto her around her hips, and she walked out of the tent while holding onto you and swinging you around, you giggling all the way. The sight of it brought smiles to the entire group outside, with Tuk beginning to beg her father to do that with her too. Jake just shook his head before grabbing her, swinging her around in front of him as he waddled in a circle. 

Which was enough for her in the end. 

-Once everyone calmed down, and stopped picking at their clothes, they were told to follow Jake so they could pick out a spot to build their own kelku. 

-This had you very happy, pulling on Z’s hand as you guys began to walk into the forest behind the Sully’s home. 

-Your eyes had turned calculated as you looked up into the trees, assessing each one of them. Thinking about the possibilities for each of them and their limbs. 

-Your adults were a little surprised at how serious you got about picking a spot to build a home. Though they suspected that you would know which place would be best. 

-You had been walking around for a few minutes, looking back and forth up into the trees, eyes narrowed. And out of the corner of your eye, you saw a promising one. 

-You immediately turned in a different direction, quickly walking up to the thick tree you spotted. You looked up at its limbs, nodding as you walked around the base of the tree. 

-Though they got a bit panicked as you suddenly jumped up and started scurrying up the tree. You made it to the major limbs of the tree, poking and crawling around on them in your inspection. 

-You must have been happy with what you saw, because you started coming back down to the ground, and happily announced that that was the one. Asking how long it would take for the kelku to be built. 

-Jake just said it could take a while depending on how big it would be, and how much involvement you wanted in it. 

-You just beamed at him before prancing over to Mansk and reaching to be picked up, which he did quickly and swiftly. 

You guys made it back to the middle of the clan, and you pranced off with Jake, Neytiri, and Neteyam to grab food for everyone. It was a simple meal of some fruits and teylu, and you happily carried a couple portions with you back to your people. Neytiri was eyeing you from behind, wondering how you still act like a carefree child after what you’ve been through. She smiles a little bit as you start skipping to the ex-soldiers once they come into your view. Observing as you hopped up into the lap of the woman with no hair on the sides of her head. 

Their whole family watched as they had conversation with each other while doting on you, each one of them periodically giving you their full attention. And you were just basking in the familiar food and surroundings while being taken care of. They couldn’t help but smile at the situation while still being wary of the adults that you were with. And you occasionally helped Z adjust the top to her liking. Laughing when they huffed at the clothing. 

You started talking in your broken english about how you wanted the kelku to be built and set up. Slightly different from how the Omatikaya ones were, more like your home clan, and bigger to be able to fit everyone. All of them nodding along to what you were saying. They didn’t exactly see your vision, but would help as much as they could to achieve it for you. They wanted you to be happy and fulfilled. 

-And the next couple months were filled with you directing the adults helping to build the home how you saw it, when you weren’t in lessons with the other children. 

-You had made fast friends with Tuktirey, hanging out with her daily, and by extension her siblings. 

-You hadn’t been in lessons yet in your clan, and were the youngest attending. This meant that you weren’t expected to pick everything up as easily as the bigger kids, and had more free time to oversee the kelku being built. 

-You had really taken to weaving, and crafting. Making many clothing pieces, accessories, and baskets during the period of time the kelku was being built. 

-And you immediately claimed a space once it was done, toddling around to look at everything that’s now finished. 

-You watched as all of the adults explored the spaces and nooks in their new home, taking their time to explore everything. Each claiming a space as theirs eventually. 

-They had been training daily, and learning how to build and weave the home on the side. Though it was all worth it to see you so happy. They felt fulfilled providing joy for you. 

-They couldn’t help but smile as Lyle lifted you into his arms to help you hang up all of the clothing and other items you had made for everyone during your lessons. 

-Each of them gave you a kiss on your cheek after you dragged them back down the tree so you could all bathe after the excitement of the day. 

They had been taught how to make or acquire the items needed for bathing, and used that as one of the moments to be calm and dote on you to the highest degree. And even though they still weren’t used to how exposed the navi were, it was no longer as weird to bathe as a group and help each other. It was one of their most treasured moments when you allowed yourself to act more your age, as you tended to act more mature than a three year old should. You took it upon yourself to step up for them as they were plunged into a new life, and they really appreciated that. Though it was nice to see you allow yourself to be immature. To allow them to really baby you like they wanted, take the time to coddle you. You usually made no attempt to wash yourself, melting into their arms and allowing them to do it for you. 

They never realized that they were usually being observed during that time, their senses not as attuned to constantly observing around them. But it was usually Neytiri that perched herself in a tree by them and observed how they were with their guards down completely. Though they have been defying her expectations since they arrived back in her life. It has become a nice ritual for her, allowing her to relax in their presence and convince herself to stop being so distrustful of them. Seeing them caring for a child really made her feel for them. She knew the feeling herself, as a mother, even though all of her kids are mostly independent at this point. 

Originally, she was observing them like a hunter watching prey move through the trees, body tensed in her observation. But now she watches while relaxing on the branches above them. Laying on the branches, flicking her tail in content, while focused on the group. She appreciated your friendship with her children, approving of you and them influencing each other. And she was fond of your presence. Though she had never gotten to see you truly act your age like that. And that worried her, which she brought up to Jake from time to time. His words alone hadn’t calmed her, but these moments did. She saw you healing. So, she was content to see you relax and let yourself be a toddler, and be cared for. 

-Her attention snapped to the side as someone stopped next to her on the tree, though she relaxed again as she saw Jake settle beside her. 

-She figured it made sense that he would catch on eventually, as he had also been a little bit worried about the child. 

-He started silently watching the group with his wife. Having a small smile on his face as he saw what she had been going off to do recently. Feeling fond of seeing you act your age and enthusiastically accept the care offered to you.

-He saw Neytiri’s attitude towards the former soldiers change and had been wondering what brought it on. And now he saw it for himself. 

-Children change people, bring out their true colors in a sense. And he was happy to see the effect it had on the group of people in front of him. 

… 

-It had been some time since your home had been built, and all of you had been adjusting quickly. You to the new culture, and them to the navi life. 

-Though they were still learning the language and ways of life, they were making a major effort for your sake. 

-They saw how happy you were to speak the navi language with them, and do the things you were used to doing before. 

-They were acting as a family unit, and they wouldn’t have it any other way. 

~

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UNDER THE MASK pt 1 - collecting samples. recoms (avatar)

IN WHICH… the marine recoms find out the scientist they’ve been teasing for about a month now has more to offer than they thought.

Notes: scientist! recom! reader, a little suggestive, indecent jokes from the recoms (just a bunch of flirtatious, inappropriate jokes from the recoms tbh)

( includes fike, mansk, quaritch, brown, and lyle )

series list

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You didn’t asked to be revived in the form of a Na’vi body. You thought the RDA was only taking a precaution when they asked you to consent to the program. You didn’t expect to actually wake up after your death in an entirely new body.

You were one of the only scientists brought back from the dead; there were seven of you in total. The rest were military soldiers.

You didn’t remember much about your old life. Though, it wasn’t really yours to begin with. You just had the memories of a woman.

Your sole purpose on Pandora remained largely the same after your revival. You continued to dedicate your life to science and medicine as the faint memories of your old life swirled around in your mind.

You were the first recombinant to be brought back. The RDA thought it was best to revive the scientists before the soldiers. They were right. You were much calmer than they expected, fascinated by your new blue skin and swishing tail. A year later, the soldiers were revived.

You were expecting to remain uninteresting to them. After all, they never paid you much attention when you were human. But you had Grace to blame for that. She always swiftly hid you when Colonel Miles Quaritch and his team walked by, knowing the Marines had a taste for women who looked and acted like you.

Unfortunately, as one of the only females in the operation, the soldiers noticed you a lot more. Ja and Prager only sent you lazy smiles as you passed, fully intent on letting you do your thing, but five other military recoms were a nuisance to your daily life.

The annoying military Recombinants—Quaritch, Lyle, Mansk, Fike, and Brown—were a rough bunch, the kind of men who thrived in the presence of violence. You were the complete opposite of them, preferring the quiet lab and rarely ever talking back. The difference between you and them couldn’t have been more obvious, and boy, did they love to remind you.

You were no stranger to wandering glances. You noticed them back when you were human. Yet, you still felt uncomfortable when the Marine recoms stared at you.

Every time you passed by their little group, they turned silently, their gazes watching your every move. Today was no different from that. You clutched the data pad in your left hand as you strolled through the base, on your way to the science lab once again. You noticed the dreaded group almost immediately; they were laughing pretty loud after all.

They were all leaning against the wall, exchanging teasing remarks. Mansk was the first to spot you. He whispered to his teammates and the mood suddenly shifted. Your ears pinned against your head in annoyance as you passed them, feeling their eyes burning into you.

They said nothing for the first second before Lyle opened his mouth. “Hey, Doc!” He loudly called out. You paused, glancing over your shoulder. You knew if you ignored them, they’d just follow you and you’d get no work done. “Looking good in that body. How about you come check on me later? I might need a… personal examination.” You didn’t have to look to know he had a snarky grin on his lips.

Quaritch deeply chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down your spine. Not necessarily good ones, though. “Careful, Wainfleet. She might take you up on that offer if she didn’t have her hands full.” His eyes roamed your body, not even trying to hide it. You felt your face heat up.

Your tail swished from side to side in frustration, which only encouraged them. You began walking again, merely rolling your eyes at the remarks. However, Mansk didn’t let you go so easily.

“Don’t be coy, Doc. You’re practically part of the team now. Why don’t you join us for some drinks?” He pushed himself off the wall and stepped in front of you, blocking your way.

“You’ve got us all wondering what you’re hiding under that lab coat.” Brown chimed in with a smirk. You lightly huffed, casually stepping around Mansk.

You wouldn’t usually reply to their biting comments but you were on your last nerve today. “I’m here to do a job.” You said, “And so are you. If you don’t mind, I’d appreciate if you stopped annoying me.”

You tried to walk off but a firm tug held you back from important work. “Feisty today, aren’t we?” It was Quaritch. You pulled your arm back, lips curving into an unimpressed frown.

“I am not here for your blatant entertainment, Colonel. I’m here to get my research done.”

Despite your sharp tone, Fike still muttered something to Mansk that had them both snickering. You clenched your jaw.

Quaritch’s grin widened at your words. “You definitely find a way to keep things interesting, Doc. If you ever need a break from all that chatter in your brain, we’ll be happy to relieve some stress.” His voice dipped into a suggestive tone, and you knew what he was implying.

You took a deep breath, barely holding onto the last of your calmness. “I have work to do, Colonel.” You briskly walked away, the sound of your boots growing fainter as you shoved past the laboratory doors.

You sat at your desk for a minute, calming yourself from the annoyance bubbling up. No matter how hard you tried to stay focused on this godforsaken planet, the weight of the soldiers’ gazes and their various taunts still drew a reaction.

You knew you’d be seeing them much sooner than you liked. You were due to collect some samples and you needed someone to keep guard. Though, the RDA gave you five idiots to keep watch instead.

An hour after your run-in with the particular group of soldiers, you were forced to see them again. You trudged through the base, trying to delay the process. You saw them waiting outside, tapping their boots against the floor impatiently. They were expecting to see another scientist, a less amusing one, but when you swung the door open, they grinned.

“Let’s get this over and done with.” You muttered, pushing past them.

You hated Pandora but you could never hate the beauty of it. Sometimes you wished you had been born Na’vi so you could appreciate everything the dangerous world had to offer.

The jungle was alive with sounds and the chittering of animals as you moved carefully through the vegetation, ducking occasionally to avoid a tree branch. You stopped every five minutes to take a sample, labelling it and storing it away before continuing on your way.

You knew you weren’t alone, you had five military recoms trailing after you, and that made everything less beautiful. Their forms moved heavily through the foliage, not really caring where they stepped. The group was meant to keep you safe but they only felt like a distraction.

You were observing a particularly interesting plant before you heard the rather obnoxious voice of the Colonel. “What’s the matter, Doc? We got you all hot and bothered?”

Your ears flicked at the unnecessary remark. “Only doing my job, Colonel.” You muttered, careful not to show any emotion Quaritch would use against you.

“That all you’re doing?” Lyle piped up, the grin evident in his voice. “You should be focusing on something else. Like us.”

Oh, how you wished to throw a rock at him or shove a handful of dirt into his mouth.

You heard Mansk snicker as you straightened up, walking further into the forest without another world. You had no intent of taking part in their banter.

“Don’t be so cold, Doc.” Fike called after you as they followed close behind. “We’re just tryna keep you company, can’t have you lonely out here.”

You wished you were alone. Perhaps you should have specifically requested for Z-dog and Walker to accompany you instead.

You slowed down and that was enough for Quaritch to take long strides to stand behind you. His tall frame casted a shadow over you as he fell into unified steps. “Loosen up, Doc. This’d be a lot more fun if you did.” Again, he didn’t try to hide the way his gaze flickered to your chest. He was never subtle in the slightest.

Your grip tightened on your tool kit as your tail flicked him. “For the last time, I’m here to collect data.” You coolly said, “That’s all.”

Quaritch chuckled, “Can’t blame a guy for trying. You’re the only interesting thing out here.”

“Yeah.” Brown, who wasn’t too far behind, voiced. “Watching you work is a nice change from the military crap.” You would have preferred if they were actually doing their jobs instead of focusing on you.

You ignored them to the best of your ability but it was difficult with the group almost circling around you, their remarks growing bolder by the second.

You were scanning a tree when Lyle broke your trance of concentration. He leaned in, "You know, if you ever need a different kind of data… We’re more than happy to volunteer."

You quickly recoiled, a little disgusted at his words. Quaritch placed a hand on your lower back before you could step away. “Easy, Doc.” He uttered, “Wouldn’t want you to trip and fall.”

You held back a scoff. “Can you all just stop?” You said, the frustration seeping into your voice. “I’m trying to collect data here, and you’re all acting like animals.”

They clearly enjoyed your reaction. Mansk steeped forward, “You don’t like our attention, baby?”

You almost succumbed to the urge of throwing a pair of scissors in his face. “I’m collecting samples. If you have nothing scientific to say then leave me alone.”

Quaritch raised his hands in mock surrender yet the smug smirk on his face never faltered. “Alright, we’ll back off.” You doubted that.

The uneasy feeling of their eyes never truly disappeared. You could hear their muffled laughter and murmured comments following you, a reminder that you still weren’t alone.

Barely an hour had passed before the sky darkened. You didn’t think much of it before the first raindrop hit your nose. You tilted your head up, eyes scanning the sky. It only took a second for a heavy downpour to drench you. The droplets of water crashed against the ground with such intensity that it made it hard to see, and it almost hurt.

“Shit.” Quaritch muttered over the booming thunder. “Everyone, under the trees!”

Mansk, the closest recom to you, grabbed you by the shoulder and dragged you under the nearby tree. The canopy offered some form of shelter but still not a lot. It did little to keep you dry.

Your clothes were already soaked, specifically your thin shirt. It uncomfortably clung to your skin. Your straight hair was curling in the humidity, sticking to your face.

Lyle shook his head like a wet dog, his braid sending water flying everywhere. You covered your face to block the droplets. “This rain is something else.” He said, “Never seen such a heavy downpour.”

Mansk was the first to check up on you since the rain. A grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Doc, you look a little… soaked.” His eyes lingered on your drenched form while you glared at him.

You tugged at your shirt, a fruitless attempt to keep it from sticking to your skin. The fabric was nearly transparent, leaving nothing to the imagination. Mansk’s words had brought you the undivided attention of his teammates.

“This weather is really doing a number on you, Doc.” Quaritch drawled as he leaned against the thick tree trunk.

“It’s only rain, Colonel.” Your response came out sharper than you intended it to. But you knew even if you screamed at him, he wouldn’t leave you alone.

“Yeah, but it’s kind of hard not to look.” He chuckled.

Fike, who was standing on your left, smirked as you tried to wring out your shirt. “That’s one way to distract us. Keep it up and we might forget why we’re out here.”

Lyle was the next to comment. “Loving the view, Doc.”

You shot Lyle a look before forming your arms over your chest. “Let’s just focus on staying dry.” You grumbled.

“Don’t worry, Doc. We’re just appreciating the scenery, right boys?” Quarditch’s gaze shamelessly traced every curve that was now exposed by your wet clothes.

You opened your mouth to snap back but the words never rolled off your tongue. Quarditch had reached out to brush a strand of wet hair away from your face. His warm touch lingered for longer than necessary before pulling away.

You impatiently waited for the rain to stop but as the long minutes dragged by, you lost hope. It had been half an hour of a continuous downpour and you were still soaked, forced to shiver as you paced back and forth.

Quaritch and his team had settled at the base of the tree, sitting in a circle and trading jokes. They seemed unconcerned about the delay while you were basically gnawing at your fingertips.

Your tail flicked back and forth as you paced, flicking droplets of water with every step and narrowly avoiding whacking Mansk. The longer you waited, the less time you had to gather data. You were already on a tight schedule.

Quaritch noticed your unease and he parted his lips to speak up. “What’s wrong, Doc? Can’t stay still for two seconds?” He teased. You glowered at him.

“I don’t have time for this, Colonel. I have limited time and this damn rain is wasting it.”

“Relax, sweetheart. You’ll get your samples eventually.” Lyle butted in. You gritted your teeth, the tip of your tail swaying in annoyance.

“That isn’t good enough.” You seethed.

“Pacing isn’t gonna make it any better.” Fike called out.

Quaritch looked up at you, sending you his signature smirk. You despised what he was going to say next. “I’m sure we can find a way to occupy you, Doc. Just to pass the time.” There was nothing innocent about his words.

“I don’t have time for distractions, Colonel.” Every time you tried to push him and his team away, they tried to reel you back in.

Quaritch was clearly amused by you. You turned to watch the rain again, your patience wearing thin.

You waited for another ten minutes. You tried to sit still for as long as you could before you couldn’t take it anymore. “Fuck it.” You cussed, grabbing your tool kit. The recoms watched as you stepped out from under the tree without a word, letting the hard rain hit you again.

“Hey, where you going, Doc?” Lyle exclaimed, though his tone sounded more amused than concerned as the soldiers watched you.

You didn’t reply as you stalked forward, determined to collect as much data as you could, even if it meant catching a cold later.

“Guess she’s serious about that data,” Mansk commented with a chuckle.

The recoms watched as you disappeared into the jungle. None of them stopped your stubborn pursuit as you marched through the rain despite the miserable conditions.

“Do you think maybe she’s just crazy?” Fike voiced.

It took you twenty minutes to trudge back to the group. You were drenched and shivering and overall not in very good condition. But at least the last sample rested safely in your kit.

Your shirt was completely see-through by this point. It offered you no protection against the frigid rain. You maintained some of your calm composure despite the chills racking your body.

The soldiers were still lounging under the tree, only raising their heads when they heard the sound of a twig snapping. They all stared at you in amusement as you finally reached them.

Quaritch immediately locked eyes with you. “Look who’s back. You look like you’ve been through hell, Doc.” His eyes scanned the small tears in your shirt.

It surely felt like you had. You were glad the soldiers weren’t there to witness you tripping.

“Shut your trap.” You sneered, dropping the sampling kit before sitting down and slumping against the tree. “I fucking fell down a hill and into a river. Hit a few trees too. Hurt like a bitch.” They had never heard such strong language from you but then again, they didn’t know you had the willpower to walk through the heavy rain.

Lyle whistled lowly, “Damn, Doc, you’re practically giving us a free show over here.”

You didn’t reply. Your ears were pinned back against your head in annoyance as you watched the rain. “Let’s just get out of here.” You grumbled, going to collect your supplies before Quarditch grasped your arm.

“No can do, Doc. The rain ain’t letting up and we can barely see a meter in front of us. We’ll get lost or some of us might fall down a hill. Again.” He grinned, showing off his fangs as he searched your face for a reaction.

“We can’t stay out here for the night.” You fired back. “We’ll get eaten alive.”

“Nah. This area is relatively safe. Good thing we didn’t go too deep into the forest.” Quaritch’s tail lightly flicked, showing he was in no hurry to get back to the base.

You tilted your head back, almost hissing in frustration. You didn’t want to be stuck out in the forest with these military imbeciles. You didn't want to admit it, but Quaritch had a point; you could barely see the next tree over.

Agonising hours dragged by as the rain poured down. The soldiers aimed to entertain themselves, sometimes throwing a few teasing remarks your way. You merely rolled your eyes at their jeers.

"Alright, Lyle, time to pull out the tent. Looks like we're stuck here for the night." You heard Quaritch mutter. To your surprise, you watch as Lyle pulls a tent from his bag. You let the soldiers set it up, knowing you wouldn't be of much help anyway.

"Ladies first, Doc." Quaritch grinned, stepping aside for you to enter. Your tail flicked him in annoyance as you brushed past him. The interior of the tent was large, tall enough to fit your avatar bodies, but it was still a tight squeeze. Your Na'vi body was well-built, your arms toned from the harsh terrain, but the soldiers were almost huge. They were tall with large muscles, taking up almost all the space.

Military gear and supplies were strewn all over the floor of the tent, making it impossible to walk without stepping on something. The heavy droplets of rainwater hammered down onto the tent's fabric, creating a sort of ambience.

Your shirt, which had taken most of the rain, clung to your skin uncomfortably. The cold was beginning to seep through, making it hard to focus. You shifted around, lightly groaning.

With a sigh of exasperation, you had reached a breaking point. You lifted your wet shirt over your head, peeling the thin fabric off. You weren't particularly concerned with how the soldiers' eyes flickered to stare at your bra. You were just glad that awful shirt was off.

As you began to wring the water out of the shirt, Quaritch spoke up. He let out a low whistle before speaking. "Didn't expect this kind of show, Doc." Oh, how insufferable he was.

The tent felt even smaller now with how their gazes lingered on you. You settled into a dry corner of the tent, wrapped in a towel. Your eyes were drooping before Lyle made a biting remark. You quickly grabbed your shirt, throwing it at him. It hit Lyle in the face with a loud slap.

The soldier yelped in surprise and stumbled back. "Watch it!" he exclaimed. His teammates burst into laughter, their amusement evident.

"That's one way to shut him up," Quaritch said through a small laugh.

You eventually dosed off, exhausted and sick of the icy cold. The soldiers stayed awake, their guns at the ready. They lowly murmured amongst themselves, continuing their playful banter.

Lyle nudged Quaritch, a grin spreading across his face. "Look at that, Colonel. The Doc's out like a light." Your tail was lazily draped over your body as you curled up into a ball to retain warmth.

Mansk leaned in, lowering his voice. He didn't want to accidentally wake you and end up being slapped in the face with a shirt like Lyle. "You think she'll be annoyed if we keep making these jokes?"

"Nah, she's out cold." Fike softly chuckled under his breath.

Brown glanced over his shoulder, grinning. "Think she's dreaming 'bout us?" He lightly snorted.

Quaritch raised an eyebrow, his gaze still focused on your still body. "Careful now. If Doc wakes up and hears you say that, she won't be so friendly."

Lyle quietly laughed, "Yeah, you don't wanna get hit in the face with that shirt, trust me."

The quiet atmosphere was interrupted by a shrill cry. It was unsettling, making the soldiers jump in surprise. The sound cut through the night enough to jolt you awake. You blinked dazedly, squinting in the dim light.

"What is that noise?" You groaned, pushing yourself to your feet. Your annoyance was apparent as you moved the tent flaps aside. You stumbled out, the rain hitting you like a sturdy wall. You shielded your face from the heavy downpour, your gaze searching through the storm. You found the culprit—a large bird the size of your long torso rummaging through the scattered gear you had dropped.

"Get out of here!" You yelled, throwing a rock at the strange creature. The bird squawked again before scrambling off, leaving your seething form in the rain.

You re-entered the tent in worse condition than before. The soldiers tried to suppress their amusement as you shook off the water.

Lyle didn't even try to hide his laughs. "You're back at square one, Doc. Might need to take your pants off this time." You ignored him, returning to your previous spot.

"We’ll have to put a bell on you so you don't end up in the rain," Quaritch added, only humiliating you more.

You slumped against the side of the tent, stuck between a state of sleep and awareness. You jumped again when the same screech erupted from outside, testing your patience.

You slowly pushed yourself up once more. The gazes of the soldiers burned into you, clearly amused. The bird had not learned its lesson from the first time, plucking up the courage to scour through your gear once more. You saw how its beady eyes glanced at you, glinting with mischief.

"I've had enough of you!" You exclaimed, "You keep interrupting my sleep! And get away from my stuff!" You launched yourself at the bird, tackling it. Its screams escalated in volume as you swatted at the animal. It tried to avoid your advances, darting and hissing at you.

The soldiers poked their heads out of the tent, wanting to watch the chaos unfold. "Never thought I'd see a scientist take on a wild animal."

"Yeah, get some, Doc!" Lyle shouted, "Beat that thing!"

Fike turned to Quaritch, lightly nudging him. "You think she'll give up any time soon?" He muttered.

The Colonel shook his head, huffing in amusement. "Not a chance."

The bird scampered off, and you turned around, drenched but victorious. You ignored the soldiers' encouraging shouts as they clapped you on the back. You were desperate for rest, even if it meant fighting an animal. Everything began to settle down again, finally, until that bird returned.

"Oh, that is it!" You screamed. Your rage boiled over. "I'm going to cook that thing!" Lyle quickly grasped your shoulder, holding you back.

"Hey, calm down, Doc!" He shouted.

"I've had enough of that bird! I'm hungry! I'm gonna cook it if it doesn't shut up!" You tried to wriggle out of Lyle's grip, ears pinned back in anger and fangs bared.

"Might wanna rethink that, Doc. We ain't in the middle of a kitchen." Quaritch spoke up.

Eventually, you calmed down. You reluctantly sat down beside Mansk in the circle, arms folded over your chest in frustration. "You look cold, angel," Mansk commented, earning a glare from you.

"No, I'm perfectly warm. I might be sweating a little." You sarcastically replied, mockingly fanning your face. Mansk handed you his jacket, but you hesitated before taking it. Slowly, you slipped it on, wrinkling up your nose at the smell of his strong cologne rubbing off on you.

As handy as ever, Lyle pulled out a portable battery heater after noticing your intense shivering. "Forgot I had this." He laughed while Fike and Brown rolled their eyes. The heater softly hummed, and you almost closed your eyes at the much-needed warmth.

The soldiers fell back into their usual conversation, keeping their voices low so as to not disturb you.

"You finally warming up, Doc?" Quaritch glanced at you with a small smile, though it was more of a smirk.

You silently lifted your hand, showing him the middle finger. He chuckled, not offended in the slightest. After an endless night of rain and exhaustion, you finally drifted off. Your head lolled to the side, falling onto Mansk's shoulder while your tail was draped over Lyle's lap.

Mansk glanced down at you with a grin, his eyes trailing over the curve of your tail. He lowly chuckled, "I could get used to this. Not every day you get a warm spot and a cozy tail.”

The other soldiers exchanged glances as they caught the meaning behind Mansk's joke. You slept soundly while the Marines kept watch, their guns nearby. They continued to banter amongst themselves while allowing you to gain the rest you desperately needed.

[nin3kyuu]

RAAAAAAAAAAAH

This is so good, I missed your writing so much, you have no idea how much I appreciate it!!! ❤️❤️❤️

Oel Ngati Kameie

Part two for a surprize before the end!

Warnings: fingering, biting, water sex, p in the v , unprotected sex, slight cockwarming.

Summary: Lopez decided to take you on a short rendezvous away from the team. After your meal things turned a little more exciting.😏

Present: this is a present for @nin3kyuu on her very special 23rd birthday! You are the most wonderful, most creative person ever and i hope you have the best birthday ever! <3

I haven't written smut in a while like this so I hope you guys like it.

song to match the story

smut below the cut!

It was nice to see Lopez in this light, this side of him was relaxed, content with where he was at in his life.  Nothing could ruin this moment between the two of you, absolutely nothing in the world. For just one day the two of you could have that generic homie life that the two of you had only dreamed of having.

The rations were eaten fairly quick, he didn't exactly bring enough for a full feast that was for sure. However it was the thought that counted at the end of the day. Now the two of you sat beside the waterfall simply enjoying the quiet and serene effect the area had on you both. It wasn't long before you felt Lopez lips on your shoulder, trailing soft kisses slowly up to the juncture of your neck. Really he thought he was being slick with his movements but you knew what he was up to, you always knew what he was up to. To you he was for the most part an open book, the one he could be most vulnerable with and at the end of the day he would do anything for you.

Your body instinctively leaned into his touch, wanting each and every press of his fingers on your skin as he would give you. One hand snaked around to your middle,  fingertips sliding slowly towards the waistband of your pants. Fingers slipped past the fabric as he continued to his assault on your neck with his lips, faint little mewls where being pulled from you. Each sound being pulled from you was like music to his ears, encouraging him to delve deeper. Pull each and every wine and moan from you that he possibly could. You where away from the others, not confined to his room. The need to suppress either of your noises was gone and now he fully planned to draw as much out of you as he could.

Fingers now slipped past the waistband of your underwear in order for him to run his thick index finger along your slit and hum with satisfaction. A soft bite to the skin of your neck ensued the moment a second finger slid across your slit, moving gently to rub soft circles over your clit as the moan he pulled from you was something earth shattering.  God he loved every single noise falling from your pretty little mouth and yet there was something different this time around . He was gentler, more attentive to pleasure over pain. Like this moment between you two was something he wanted to savor for the rest of his life.

“ Join me in the water? “ fingers dipped into your entrance at his question, a gasping moan fell from your lips as he made it harder for you to form a coherent thought. His fingers continued a slow and languid thrust as your body practically went lip against him. Harsh pants and whimpers were building slowly into low moans and hushed pleas for more. Only his hand slipped out from the waistband of your pants before he moved away from you entirely. Standing in order for him to strip and toss his boots somewhere close to the makeshift picnic he has made for the two of you. The grin plastered across his face was unmistakable, he knew exactly what he did to you. How worked up he had gotten you before pulling away like that. Giving you a taste of what he wanted to do with you before abruptly stopping and forcing you to follow him for more.

You watched as he stepped forward into the pool of water below the falls as it rose with each step he took. Soft ripples splashed along his skin as he had gone in far enough for it to hug just under his navel. Hands lightly skimming the surface of the water as he beckons for you to follow once more. Whatever trance you may have been in before has snapped. Your body shot up as you tried to strip as quickly as possible without stumbling over yourself or seeming so rushed. However the adrenaline and excitement coursing through your veins made that extremely difficult.

The water itself wasn’t too cold, the cool chill of it seemed to help your nerves. Neither you nor Lopez had ever been able to enjoy moments like this alone before and really you never wanted it to end. You wanted this night to last for an eternity if it was at all possible, if you could get one wish that would be it. To spend the rest of your life with Lopez not having a single worry in the world about what might happen next to either of you as the both of you would be safe.

A hand came to rest suddenly around your wrist, pulling you towards his chest, a finger slid under your chin in order to tilt your head back gently and make you look up at his face. Head leaning down as he pulled you into a heated kiss, he was nervous. There was something he wanted to ask you and was trying to work his way up in order to do so. Whatever it was you wouldn't push him, wouldn't press for information as this moment between the two of you was far too good to put a pin in and deflate it.

“ There's something I want to try… Do you trust me princesa? “ Slowly he managed to move the both of you. Pressing your back softly against the mossy rocks that encompassed the small area of seclusion. Lopez waited for your reply as his head dipped into the juncture of your neck and shoulder. His lips pressing light and feathery kisses along your skin as you hummed softly.

“ I… I trust you. I trust you with my life, what is it? “

Curiosity was the word that surrounded you. Curious to know exactly what was going on in that mind of his. What he had to ask your permission for. His knee came up between your legs, seating you there carefully in order for him to pull his hands away from you temporarily in order for him to reach behind his head and pull his braid forward rasing the end of it in order to expose the neural queue. Tendrils moving slightly in search of something to hold onto.

Without hesitation you did the same, he wanted this with you it had just taken him a while to work up to it. Lopez couldn’t see himself with anyone other than you. Couldn’t bear the thought of someone being this intimate with you. The thought of someone else having you for the rest of their life was something he couldn’t bear. You where his just as much as he was yours. “ I want you, I want to give all of me to you for the rest of my life. You’ve shown me there’s more to my life than all of this. I have you and after this mission I promise you if you want to leave all of this I’ll follow. We’ll figure it out. I don’t know how but we-. “

A smile graces your lips as he rambles on. In order to quiet him you press your lips to his, this time taking charge of the moment for just a few seconds. The tendrils of your neural queues connected with one another, taking hold and intertwining in order to lock you two together once and for all. A shiver ran down his spine as his hand smacked against the wall behind you. Overwhelmed by the feeling of finally feeling all of you, your breath, your heartbeat, your feelings. How damn much he had riled you up before all of this. His head had burried itself in the side of your neck trying to compose himself as a breathless and shuddering, “ Fuck.. “ left his lips.

“ mi amor,por favor… I need you. “ It was now in desperation that he was practically rutting himself against your thigh, craving a release he could only gain from you. Desperate to feel the pleasure that he could give you as well. Why hadn’t he done this sooner? All this wasted time he could have used intertwined with you like this. A shuddering breath fell from your lips as your arms fell over his shoulders, one hand burying your fingers into the short curls of his hair.

“ Take me.. I am yours. “ your words came soft, barely above a whisper and yet still enough to register in his lust filled mind. Carefully he lined himself up with your entrance, sliding the tip of his dick between your folds slowly. Even with the two of you connected, intertwined like this. Feeling what the other was feeling on a heightened level. He still enjoyed teasing you, enjoyed pulling your tiny moans and pleas of him to fill you up and claim you.

Legs wrapped around his hips as he finally, finally thrusted his thick member into your core without warning. Hips snapping harshly into your body desperate to feel you tighten around him. A sharp gasping moan fell from you as you tried to find the brain power in order to form some sort of coherent string of words, “ P.. please, harder. Ah fuck, so good. “  Water sloshed around the two of you, splashing with each sharp thrust of his hips into your body. The fingers of his one hand desperately clutching the wall as the other helped guide you back down onto his cock.

Lopez wanted more of you, all of you. The sensations were far too overwhelming and he wasn’t positive he would be able to last. Head buried into your shoulder you could hear every groan, every growl that rumbled through his chest. He wanted you to reach your peak before he did. Wanted to feel your walls flutter and tighten around his dick to the point he was to see your eyes roll back in your head, body shuddering within his arms. “tan bueno bebé, eres tan bueno para mí. “

The bond between the two of you made everything so different. You thought you had been drunk on him before but this? This was unbelievable, this was earth shattering.  Your entire body was on fire but only in the best ways possible. Thank god for this second chance the two of you had been given. Lopez couldn’t hold on for much longer and really neither could you.

Fingers came to press into your clit, his fingers trying to push you further to that crest of pleasure the both of you were trying to achieve no matter the passage of time. The coil in your belly wound so tightly begging to snap. “ Cum for my light, por favor necesito sentirte. Tan apretada, tan hermosa mi amor.  “ short, rough snaps of his hips were being pounded into your body. By now your moans could be heard echoing off of the rocky walls of the falls as he drew everything from you that he could. The pressure was far too much and that coil snapped. Your orgasm flooding through your body as you shook against him, desperately holding onto him as he continued to ride you through it all. Thrusts never relenting as he too was trying to chase his own release.

A deep and rumbling growl rippled up from his chest and erupted from his lips, nipping over the skin on your shoulder once more. Hips sharply thrusting forward into your body as he painted your walls with his thick seed. Slowly he had come to a stand still, holding your shuddering and shaking body close against his own. Insisting on staying sheathed in your body as you lay limp against him, panting softly as he pulled you up just enough to get a look at your face. Softly pulling your hair behind your ear as he came to kiss your lips.

“oel ngati kameie.”

He had been learning, learning for you as he remembered just how much time and work you had put into learning of the planet. Learning of the culture, the language. How you fell in love with all of it and he wanted to be a part of that.

“oel ngati kameie Lopez.”

[knarme-art]

Admit it... Your na'vi/recom/avatar characters flying some ikran is like. One of the most peak things to see in art but also one of the most painstaking tasks to draw... Especially with multiple characters!

Still.... Sketching me up some Commander and Kxasi flying scenarios....

Associated headcanon:

Because Kxasi makes Commander's life slightly more interesting than usual, and has some learning difficulty issues in group training... Commander who has taken an interest and liking in this n00b gives him personal lessons which is a really unusually soft gesture of him to do with anyone...

Kxasi does not know it's special, but when he learns of that, he feels very smug and important about it.... Babygirl.. Imagine getting so personally tailored special attention from someone whose in-person time with anyone is like... Incredibly restricted due to how completely closed-off from other people they are.

Like bro you are the Chosen One.

Commander just kind of hovers over him as he watches Kxasi practice some air acrobatics in the more challenging notches within the Kxaylian floating mountains, feeling protective, and really bizarrely also sort of affectionate.

A fellow Kxaylian outskirts dweller, trying to make it here in the centre where most people got their spots via nepotism instead of real skill... Yes, Commander roots for Kxasi deeply, and respects his efforts.

(and yes characters are nonbinary transmasculine butch lesbians and I mostly use he/him pronouns for both)

(both characters are adults, Kxasi is around 23 and Commander is like 39 when they meet!)

[navi-in-disguise]

The sticky hand incident.

I hope you guys find this as funny as I did, I'd love to hear recommendations for the future too!

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You knew it was a bad idea, of course it was.

Messing with the Deja Blue team overall, was stupid and reckless. And yet here you were about to pull off the dumbest thing you could have ever even thought of.

You had been cleaning in your dorm a few days back, and you had come across a little box of goodies you had brought with you from earth. They were all silly little arcade trinkets, a few cheap plastic dinos, those little parachute guys that always got tangled up or broke, and a half a dozen of different colored, and sized, sticky hands. The remnants of the going away party your friends had thrown for you before you had been deployed as a biological scientist to help with awakening and caring for recoms here on pandora.

Of course once you found the little goody box, you had become too distracted to finish your cleaning and organizing, which admittedly you had barely done any of. You instead took time to clear a small spot on your shelf to set the little toys down, before gently grabbing one of the larger, pink sticky hands, still in its plastic case, and dear god did chaos ensue.

Over the next few days you had done nothing more but annoy the hell out of your colleagues, using the sticky hand to swipe papers from their desks, knocking over coffee cups, and the dull thud of the sticky silicone echoing around the room. Even now you sat in the mess hall with your scientist buddies, casually eating with your dominant hand, your other hand carefully squishing the pink sticky hand between your fingers. The bland mush of the RDA’s food was eaten without much complaint, and soft laughs echoed from the table. Half way across the room sat the recoms tables, the tables raised higher to accommodate the larger Na’vi forms of the resurrected soldiers.

They knew you, barely, but they still knew you, you had been one of the first faces they had seen when their new bodies had been awakened. You had also been kind enough to let them gain their bearings a little better before you had started shining lights in their eyes, and snapping your fingers by their ears.

Most of the Deja Blue team spoke about you, some were more.. Crude than others. Especially corporal Wainfleet. There was just something about you that really seemed to draw him in, and he spent his time trying to get to know you better, especially because you were technically the groups doctor, but nothing had been successful as of yet. You would only smile and nod at his flirting words before you would always go back to your work. Always crowded around by the other scientists he considered dull and useless.

Even now, as you sat there zoning out, Lyle couldn't help but shoot you glances, admiring the way your eyelashes framed your beautiful eyes, or the way you slowly chewed your food as you stared at nothing in particular. Of course Mansk would notice and elbow at him, making him roll his eyes and turn back to focus at his slightly different diet before him, his back now facing you once more. 

Ruby, a fellow scientist, and avatar user noticed Lyles' glance, and she smirked, looking back at you as you silently ate, still messing with the sticky hand between your fingers, and a dark look passed over her face. 

“(Y/N)..” Her speaking your name immediately snapped you out of your daze, and you hum in acknowledgement as you take another bite of your mushy peas. “(Y/N) i have a dare for you, if you do it, I’ll pay you fifty bucks.. If you don't, you owe me fifty, deal?” You couldn't help the way your eyes narrowed at the challenge, Ruby, and her close friend Kleine had a painful habit of pulling pranks, and getting in loads of trouble around the base.

“What's the dare..?” You questioned cautiously, and she shook her head, immediately shutting down the questions. “No, (Y/N), You know it doesn't work like that here, accept it or reject it, then I’ll tell you what I have in mind.”

You can't help but groan, wondering what you could possibly be getting yourself into, and Ruby snickered, taking a sip of her drink. “What? Too much of a pussy? If you don't think you can do it just hand over the fifty now and we’ll be fine yea?” With a quick shake of your head and a scoff, you fold your arms, your heart beginning to pump at the excitement of the secret. “Absolutely not Ruby, I accept your dare, what could you possibly have me do?”

Ruby’s eyes lit up as she leaned over the table, her soft brown eyes darting over to Lyles form, his back still facing your table. “Now we’re talking, ok listen close..” You leaned in to meet her gaze closely. “I want you to hit Lyles bald fucking head with your precious sticky hand, and dont say you cant, we’ve all seen your aim with that damn thing. Just one, solid hit.. Think you can manage..?”

Your eyes immediately widened as your eyes shot over to the Recom table, almost making eye contact with Z-Dog, and she seemed curious about whatever conversation the two of you could be having, but she quickly went back to minding her own business. “Ruby!” you hissed, making her chuckle. “Do you know how bad of an idea that is? If Lyle doesn’t get his hands on me, Quaritch fucking will! I don't want to run laps with Kleine again..”

With a roll of her eyes, Ruby held out her hand, sighing. “Pay up then princess..” You groaned again as you slowly stood up. “No.. no you know what.. I'm faster than them anyways, just watch Ruby, you’re gonna pay ME fifty, and an ice cream.” Ruby didn’t argue, elbowing the scientist next to her as you adjusted the grip on your sticky hand, and slowly began approaching the recom table.

You were small compared to the Na’vi bodied soldiers, so they really didn’t pay you much mind as you approached Lyle from behind. You could feel your heart in your throat, stomach heavy in anxiety at the stupid stunt you were about to pull. Z-Dog only looked up, barely seeing you reel your arm back, and you glancing back at Ruby's predatory smile, before there was a sharp-

 THWAP!

The sound echoed through the mess hall like a bullet, and all forms of conversation immediately went silent as wide eyes stared upon your form, arm slung forwards, and the bright pink stretchy hand pulled taught in a leading trail to the hand pressed against Lyles head, sticking to the bald dome of his head. 

The entirety of the Deja Blue team looked absolutely shocked, Quaritchs eyes wide, and Lopez holding back laughs. But you didn’t notice them, because Lyle was slowly turning to face you, with a downright stunned expression, and you felt antsy. You knew you had to run, like, right now, and you dropped your end of the sticky hand, watching as the offending pink toy snapped back towards him, and hit him in the face, making him jump, and soon he was leaping to his feet with a loud growl that rumbled through the air, tripping over his own feet as he struggled to escape the middle of the bench, falling to his knees as his foot caught caught on the bench. 

That seemed to snap you out of your own freeze response, and you shrieked as you began running as fast as your little legs would carry, hearing as Lyle took a deep breath from the mask around his neck, and began chasing you. “(Y/N) get your ass back here!” was his snarled response as his own feet thundered after you, leaving the entire mess hall with the image of Lyle, pink sticky hand hanging from the back of his head, chasing after your retreating form as you screamed in panic, “Wait! Lemme tell you something! Let me tell you something!! WAIT!”

[whxre-bxby]

mommy i really need your writes, I'm so impatient, I worship your talent, I need them so much, your stories really turn me on, I become such a stupid whore 😭😭

Oh my god, PLZ- ig I'm feeding this addiction I LOVE YOU

Recom Lopez x Recom Y/N x Recom Brown

"Cursed By Blue" 3.0

Masterlist

Cursed By Blue 1 Cursed By Blue 2

Summary: The recom team is out on another mission, exploring the woods in search of Sully. However, the ladies become inconvenienced by a certain seasonal feeling they didn’t expect. It hits Y/N the hardest and it’s not long before the others understand what’s happening. While everyone fights their instincts, the only option Y/N sees available is to run. 

Warnings: SMUT, heat fucking, heat cycles, penetration, unprotected sex, breeding kink, anal sex, double penetration, cursing

Word Count: 7461

A/N: Sorry, I gave up on the first-person view in the end.

We were nearing the weekend. Not that that affected us. Lyle told me it was Friday today and I was surprised because I had completely lost track of time. But it didn’t really matter what day it was because we didn’t get time off anyway. Finding Jake was our number one priority and no breaks other than sleep were allowed. 

So here we were again, walking deeper into the forest of Pandora. It had just passed lunch time and we were here since early morning. 

No one was tired though, not yet. We weren’t allowed to be either. 

Today also happened to be warmer than usual so I wasn't wearing my usual long-sleeved attire and pants. I dressed like Walker usually did, in a sports bra and shorts. She and Z-Dog decided to wear tank tops like most of the others. 

The forest grew quieter the more we distanced ourselves from the RDA base and the city. Soon, we could only hear the wind blowing between the leaves and the distant calls of animals. That and our heavy footsteps. 

The Colonel and Lyle started the day off by leading us into the woods. As the hours passed by, the line mixed since everyone had a different walking pace and now it was Z-Dog and me leading at the front. Walker was close behind. 

I had been excessively drinking for the last 30-45 minutes and I wasn’t sure why. Z-Dog glanced over at me when she saw me reach for another water bottle. 

“That’s your third one already. Are you okay”? She asks, watching me gulp it down. I swallow most of the water and inhale sharply, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. 

“I don’t know.” I say, gasping for air. “Maybe I’m dehydrated?” 

“Don’t think so, we always drink the same amount and I’m fine.” Z-Dog says. We continue walking for a while longer in silence, thinking. Then Z reaches for her water and starts drinking it like she’s been running. 

I laugh a little but seeing her drink made me feel thirsty again. 

I reach for my water only to notice I have a few drops left. I down the remaining liquid and hold the bottle to my head. It seemed to be getting really warm. 

Turning around, I open my mouth and want to say something to Walker only to see her finishing her own bottle of water. I look behind me fully and no one else is drinking. 

“What. The. Fuck.” I say, feeling genuinely confused. Walker looks up at me with water drizzling down her chin and Z turns around. 

I wheeze and Z laughs and we wait for Walker to catch up so we can walk together. 

“Do you have any water left?” I ask her, knowing we at the front drank ours. 

“No, that was my last bottle.” she says and I notice how heavy my breathing is becoming. 

“Wait, you ran out too?” she asks and Z-Dog scoffs. 

“Yeah, been drinkin’ like we ran a marathon.” she says and I nod.

“I’ll ask the others.” I say before turning around and seeing Lopez behind me.

“Can I have some of your water?” I ask, wiping a bead of sweat from my forehead. Compared to us, Lopez is not sweating at all. He’s wearing his usual attire, as is Brown behind him. But their breathing is normal and not a bead of sweat is to be seen on them. 

Lopez glances up at me and his eyebrows furrow for a split second before he nods and hands one of his bottles over. 

“You ran out already?” he asks while I open it and drink about half. 

Brown and Lopez both watch me, studying my movements. 

I wipe my mouth again, closing my eyes for a second and nodding. “Yeah.” I breathe out. “Thanks.” I say, handing it back to him. 

“Y’ alright?” he asks again taking the bottle back and I nod, not thinking much of it. Lopez doesn’t seem convinced. 

Ja overheard our conversation and sped up his walk to catch up to us. When Lopez noticed his presence he seemed a little relieved. 

“Is she okay?” he asks his colleague. Ja was the medic of the group so he would know. He took a glance at me and also thought of what I suggested. 

“Did you drink enough?” he asks me and I nod. 

“Yeah, I drank all my water and some of his.” I scoff, pointing to Lopez and wiping sweat from my forehead again. 

Ja presses the back of his hand against my cheek and then my forehead. 

“Shit, you’re burning up.” he said, scanning over me. 

I was feeling extremely warm. My skin felt like it was burning and my clothes suddenly felt tight and restrictive.

In front of us, Z-Dog and Walker are discussing something. 

Ja felt up my arm and checked my pulse while we were walking and Lopez stayed on my other side in case I was in fact not okay.

“Yeah, somethin’s definitely not right.” Ja announces to us, not quite sure how to help me. Mansk has his eyebrows furrowed, examining my behaviour. Brown is walking behind us and his ears are perked as he listens to the conversation. It seems to interest and worry him. 

“They have it too.” I say, pointing at Z-Dog and Walker who now turn around. Walker is grimacing a little and Z looks worried. 

Lopez’s and Ja’s heads look up at them and they notice that they are breathing heavily and sweating just like me. Ja also takes note of the empty bottles in their hands. 

“Everthin’ okay up there?” the Colonel calls. It seems as though the others have noticed the small commotion and the medical check-up. 

Ja turns around, rubbing the back of his head. 

“Uh- no sir not really.” he calls back, stopping in his tracks to wait for Quaritch so that he can explain. Lopez and I keep walking and he watches me intently as I break out into a type of pant. My ears are pinned back and my tail is wildly flicking around behind me. My eyelids also happen to suddenly grow heavy and I keep them half-lidded. Brown has caught up and is now walking on my other side, watching me before exchanging looks with his friend next to me. 

What snaps me out of my haze is Z calling my name. 

“Hey, Y/N come over here for a sec.” she says, turning around. Walker is running her hand down her face in what looks like frustration. 

I nod, jogging over and leaving both men behind. They’re still watching me, trying to make sense of what’s happening.

Neither Z nor Walker looks like they feel like joking around anymore.

“Have you read the manual?” she asks and it takes me a few seconds to realise she means the Na’vi body data. 

“Yeah, of course, we had to.” I say, trying to play it cool. She raises an eyebrow and I sigh. 

“I stopped once I reached the shit about plants. It got boring.” I say and she nods, knowing damn well she didn’t read further than that either. 

“Walker read it, and it said somethin’ ‘bout a heat cycle.” Z says and I glance at Walker. 

“Yeah… we’re not dehydrated. I remember the symptoms. It’s happening right now.” Walker says, scanning my reddened face. 

“Does it burn?” Z asks and my ears perk forward for once, being relieved from the tense strain I kept them in the past half hour. 

“Everything burns.” I say. 

“You know what I mean.” she adds and I groan in frustration too. 

“Yeah.” I mumble. I can’t deny the heat that’s been forming between my legs. I tried ignoring it but it grew worse. 

“Do you feel, like-” Z says, gasping for air herself. “...uncontrollably horny?” she asks with a light laugh and Walker smirks. 

I have no shame admitting anything in front of them so I chuckle and answer. “More like painfully horny.” 

They laugh a little, struggling to even out their breathing. 

“We need to distance ourselves from them.” Walker says, glancing over her shoulder. “Especially you Y/N you seem to have it bad.” she chuckles, motioning to my panting self. “Otherwise we’re done for and this squad will no longer be as professional.” 

“Seems like they have it bad for her too.” Zdinarsk jokes, hinting at the way Brown and Lopez stuck to my side just moments before. 

My eyes widen. “Wait- you’re joking right? It’ll go away like tomorrow. How would they know about this if we don’t tell them?” I ask and Walker opens her mouth to answer but before she can, my answer is handed to me differently. 

“You smell that?” someone says behind us. My heart stops pounding for a second. Right our new senses have us picking up more. 

“These cursed blue bitches.” I swear and Z breathily laughs, seeming to know how screwed we are. She’s passed the stage of denial and is now accepting our fate. 

We turn around and notice that Lyle was talking to Prager. Prager nodded and they stopped walking. Lopez and Brown have also stopped in their tracks, turning to them. Behind them, Ja, Quaritch, Mansk and the remaining team catch up and everyone comes to a halt. 

Quaritch walks between them and deeply inhales. He looks around, noticing how his soldiers are smelling what he is too. 

I feel my heart slowly drop and I hold on to Z-Dog for some comfort. All three of us are watching them, dreading their reaction. 

“What is it?” Lopez asks. 

“No idea, but it’s fuckin’ great.” Lyle chuckles and my breath catches in my throat.

 It seems to affect them too. As Lyle inhales, his own tail is swishing around behind him and his muscles flex. He’s growing restless and the recoms are looking at their Colonel for an answer or instructions. 

My heart seems to stop beating when I see Lopez turn to me. Brown’s gaze meets mine as well and it’s so intimidating. They’re watching my every movement and I take a step back, my grip on Z’s arm tightening.

“Oh fuck.” I whisper while barely moving my lips. I feel a little hazy again and start leaning against Z-Dog. She sighs looking more pissed than worried and catches me, trying to keep me upright. 

The soldiers follow their and the Colonel’s eyes, noticing us standing a bit further away. 

“It ain’t dehydration, I can tell ya that.” Quaritch says, referring to Ja’s hypothesis of what might be happening. Seems like he read the manual too. 

The stupid excitement in my stomach has grown so big it’s making me feel sick. And all their eyes on us have me more nervous. 

"Do we kill them or ourselves?" Walker asks, not liking any of this.

“Can we leave?” I whisper to Z and she nods, staring down the others as if they would move when she looks away. 

“Yeah, come on.” she says, guiding me forwards. I take a wobbly step, almost stumbling. 

Walking won’t do it. I have so much adrenaline coursing through my veins I want to run away. 

I glance back, noticing everyone’s tense poses. Their eyes follow our every move, making them seem almost predatory. My only instinct now is to run. 

Z gives me a push and my legs take off. I start running and hear Walker and Z-Dog do the same behind me. There’s a commotion happening behind them and the next time I glance behind me, everyone is chasing after us. 

It was a miserable escape attempt, to be honest. We were already so out of breath compared to them, we really didn’t make it far. 

I can hear my heartbeat thumping inside my chest as I run. Apparently, I’m fast because the chaos behind me is growing quieter. I can hear Zdinarsk and Walker shouting and when I look over my shoulder they’re firing their guns near the other recoms feet. But at the same time, I’m able to see two other figures sprinting after me. I don’t have time to look again to see who they are. They’re catching up too quickly for me to think. 

The wind whizzes past me, flowing through my hair and over my ears. I’m leaving countless trees behind as I run through the forest, jumping over roots and branches. But running straight ahead isn’t looking good for me. The two soldiers are faster so I stop abruptly, testing the strength of my ankles as I take a sharp left turn behind one of the trees.

I can hear the thumping of footsteps behind me but there is nothing I can do but keep running. 

Within seconds, a hand grabs my tail making me gasp. That slows me down and suddenly, an arm is slung around my waist, pulling me back and lifting my feet off the ground. Someone pulls me against their chest, coming to a sliding stop before pushing me down onto my knees. The arms stay around me, holding me in place while my heart seems to beat out of my chest. 

The feeling and the effects of the scent the recoms picked up had everyone acting on their primal instincts. Most common sense was gone as their new bodies seemed to be overpowered by the will of nature. The scent had the soldiers feel just as worked up as the heat cycle did. Instinctively, they ran after the ‘potential mate’ they felt most attracted to because that was Eywa’s will. 

“Shh. Stop moving.” A voice growls right next to my ear. The recom’s hot breath hits the skin of my neck. The way the words are spoken makes my stomach clench in excitement and I instinctively submit to the soldier, listening by stilling my movements. 

“Good girl.” the voice purrs. A hand comes up and grips my jaw, moving it to the side and making me crane my neck against my left shoulder. I catch a glimpse of the hand, noticing the identifying tattoos on the knuckles. 

Lopez is the one holding me against him.

My eyes widen but suddenly, I feel my body relaxing against him. 

I had always found Lopez very attractive. He and Brown spent their time teasing and joking around with me. 

The fact that it’s him with me, holding me so close to his own body makes me calm down and get even more excited all at once.

Lopez seems to notice my reaction and I can hear his smirk when he shortly exhales through his nostrils. He lowers his head, still standing behind me while keeping me on my knees and presses his lips against my neck. 

I shiver in anticipation and a gasp leaves my lips. That was very unexpected. We’ve never done anything more than briefly hug. 

“Lopez…” I mutter under my breath, thriving in the feeling. 

Suddenly, my attention is ripped from our moment as I hear heavy footsteps behind us. My ears tilt backwards to listen to them as they slow from a run to a walk. Lopez’s breath stops for a moment before he removes his lips from my skin and turns around. 

I hear the other soldier scoff. 

“What? Thought I was gonna let you have ‘er all to yourself?” he chuckles almost evilly. 

My body stiffens and I try to move my head to the side. Brown?

Lopez snarls at him and his arms around me tighten. Brown continues circling us until soon enough, he’s basically in front of me. He’s peering down at me, taking note of the way my reddened knees were shuffling against the forest floor and the flush clouding my cheeks. 

“Wait your turn.”  Lopez hisses, leaning his head down again but having to abruptly straighten his posture again once Brown starts getting closer. 

“No. You know damn well I’ve been wantin’ this longer than you.” Brown snarls back at him, staring him dead in the eye. 

Lopez is standing tall, trying to protect his territory. His hand tightened around my queue, keeping me in place against him while the other held my left wrist up. 

He scoffs in disbelief before spitting his words at Brown. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to have her like this.” 

Brown walks all up on Lopez now and they glare each other down while I’m on my knees, stuck in between them. My body still feels too warm for my liking and I’m starting to feel touch starved. Their presence thrills my body and their scents fuel my desire for them. I’m no longer myself. 

“Look at her.” Brown coos, breaking eye contact with Lopez to stare down at you. He feels so drawn to you. The way you smell and the way you look so deliciously submissive cuts his patience with Lopez very short. Your big watery eyes staring into his own remind him of how much he longs for you.

“She needs me.” he adds, smiling down at your restless self. 

“Don’t think so.” Lopez replies, gently placing his hand against your cheek and pushing your head to the side. You were forced to look away from Brown which annoyed him.

Both soldiers were slowly going feral, wanting to fend off the other to finally claim you for themselves. Since you were all even humans, they were around you. Now they have a chance to do what they have been dreaming of but the competition doesn’t make it easy. 

“Y/N? Baby. You want me?” Brown leans down and asks me softly but the words still sound teasing. I glance at him from the corner of my eye, making him grin. 

“Want me to help you feel good?”

That offer sounds so good to my lust-filled mind, all I can do is nod my head even though Lopez tries to keep it still. Both of them watch me struggle against Lopez’s grip but a faint nod is still recognised. 

Brown’s smirk is more visible than ever when he looks back at his teammate. “Seems like she does.” 

Lopez strains his ears back in irritation as he continues to glare daggers at his friend. 

“Doesn’t count. She can’t think straight.” he argues. His hand leaves my jaw and he rests it on my head, almost petting me for a split second like I’m some kind of pet. 

“Which is why you shouldn’t be near ‘er.” Brown hisses, snatching my left hand from Lopez’s. 

“Back off right now. I’m not joking.” Lopez snarls, no longer wanting to deal with Brown. 

“Stop touchin’ her like she’s yours.” Brown fires back, clearly not liking the way Lopez is being possessive. 

“I got to her first. And I can make her feel better than you ever will.” 

“Yeah right. She was practically begging me to touch-” 

“She was saying my name before you got here and ruined it.” 

My head is spinning at this point and I feel drunk. But there is no alcohol in my system. It’s just pure lust which is becoming overwhelming. Their arguing is now making me lose my patience. The burning between my legs is becoming unbearable because not even I can touch myself. And to keep me from drifting into mindless desperation, I need some type of relief. 

Both men are still fighting, paying each other more attention than you. They would much rather be focused on you but they are standing in each other’s way. You start feeling extremely desperate and all you can do is let out a whine, in hopes of having them finally help you. But they are shouting over each other so talking is useless. In conclusion, you must take matters into your own hands. 

Lopez and Brown are in the middle of their heated argument when both men feel you shuffle on the ground. Lopez gives you a short glance and see’s you rearrange your seating on the ground but he’s pulled back into the fight by the taunting insult Brown throws his way. 

Minutes later, both men feel you start to move again. It’s ignored at first but it doesn’t stop. Lopez is holding your head and queue while Brown is still gripping your wrist. Out of the corner of their eye, they see you slowly rocking back and forth. There’s a second of silence and Brown is about to insult Lopez again when their ears perk up and they hear you moan. 

Instantly, their full attention is directed at you and the sight beneath them finally shuts them up. In fact, both marines are speechless. Their eyes are wide and lips parted in surprise and desire. 

You’re slowly rocking back and forth on the ground, softly rolling your hips down against your heel which you placed beneath you. Erotic mewls and whimpers fall from your lips when you manage to grind your clit against your heel. Finally feeling some type of satisfaction has you not care about your behaviour anymore. This is beyond unprofessional but quite frankly, so was their yammering. Jolts of pleasure shoot through your body when you nudge your clit against your foot and your head lolls back while your eyes flutter closed. 

Lopez groans in arousal, not believing what he is watching while Brown just stares with lust-blown eyes. This is the most beautiful sight they have ever seen and you looked even more beautiful than you did before. And that already seemed impossible to them. To them, this feels like something straight from a dream. They have dreamed of you in many ways before. But seeing you so shamelessly pleasure yourself in front of both of them had them rock hard now. Their erection had been stiffening since the chase because your scent was so deliciously intoxicating but now, their tips were leaking with pre-cum. 

Brown had to adjust his pants because his dick was now painfully hard and everything was becoming too much to bare for all three of you. 

“Fuck, baby.” Lopez growled, letting go of your queue and kneeling down next to you. He couldn’t wait any longer.

Seeing you so desperate made him feel bad for neglecting you for so long. He muffled your moan by pressing his lips against yours, firmly holding your head in place so that he wouldn’t have to worry about the kiss ending quicker than required. 

Brown is still speechless and he’s watching Lopez devour your lips. Suddenly, his friend doesn’t seem like such a threat anymore. Perhaps this can work. 

Lopez has become so aroused by your scent, he is unable to hold back anymore. His hands grip your hips and he helps you guide your movements, grinding you down harder than before. 

The pleasure is clouding your mind and fogging up your common sense. Within seconds of his help, you’re slowly turning into a ragdoll, unable to sit upright anymore. 

You close your eyes for a second to enjoy the feeling even more and when you open them, Brown is on his knees in front of you. With his ears pinned back, tail wildly swinging, veins popping, and muscles flexing, he looks feral as he tears your tank top open through the middle. The fabric gives in easily and is carelessly discarded somewhere behind him. 

Behind you, Lopez is licking and biting your shoulder and nibbling on the back of your neck while Brown leans forward and sucks a dark hickey into your sweet spot.

Your back arches and your right-hand grabs Brown’s left shoulder while your other one reaches behind you to cradle the back of Lopez’s head. Their attention on you makes you feel slightly more overwhelmed than before but you wouldn’t want either one of them leaving. 

“Can’t wait any- …longer.” Brown groans, grabbing your face and pulling your lips to his. The sudden action makes you lose balance and you land pressed up right against his chest. He’s holding your lips against his while leaning back until he’s laying on the ground. 

You’re hovering over him, unsure about your hand placement and position. But those worries are shot away when Lopez presses his clothed hard-on right against your ass, the tip nudging your cheek.

You want nothing more than to be as close as possible to both of them. You want to feel them inside you and at this point, you would even cry and beg. Luckily, neither of them are cruel enough to make you do that. 

The kiss is broken so that Brown can strip you both of your preventing clothes. He’s lost his patience and has to take matters into his own hands because Lopez is losing himself by grinding and dry-humping you from behind. 

“Fuck, mami. Need you so bad-” Lopez growls under his breath, clenching his jaw. Your heat has soaked through the pathetically thin fabric of your panties and a small spot was visible to Lopez on your pants. The said pants which have been stained by your slick are being tugged down your legs by the soldier under you. The one behind you marked the cloth of his pants with his pre-cum already. Seeing you like this had them both whipped for you. 

All your clothes except for your drenched panties have been either torn or pulled off your body, letting the two marines finally free themselves. Lopez is unbuckling his belt while Brown is already pulling his cammies down his thighs. However, your curiosity is still present. You three had been friends for a while and you can’t deny their attractiveness. So you wanted to see as much of them as they saw of you. Brown pulled you closer again, lifting his right hand to cup and massage your breast. 

“God, you look so fuckin’ amazing.” he breathes out. His pupils are blown wide with lust as he mutters the words. “Better than anythin’ I’ve imagined.” 

Your heartbeat starts racing at his words. He’s imagined you in this way before. Being so intimate with him. 

Your curious hands wander up his torso, softly tugging at the hem of this tank top before slowly pushing it up and over his chest muscles. Brown seems a little stunned by your action. Perhaps he is surprised that you care enough about him to want to see him. Maybe there is more to this than just heat-fucking. 

Meanwhile, Lopez has already pulled your panties to the side, revealing everything to him. Even though he hated admitting it, he was jealous that you were just interacting with Brown. He knew a great way to win your attention back. That’s what he told himself at least. The second he set eyes on your beautiful dripping pussy, he wanted nothing more but to have a mouthful of it. He enjoyed using his tongue, especially because he knew it worked well. 

The body warmth of Lopez’s hips disappears from your rear end. Brown is staring up at you in something close to adoration, letting you explore his body. You’re focused on his torso, outlining his toned muscles with your warm lips when suddenly you feel a hot breath fan against your pussy. Instantly, your body tenses up and your movements halt. Brown tilts his head to the side, looking behind you to see what Lopez is doing. His ears perk up when he sees and you want to turn too but before you can move another muscle, you feel Lopez swiftly swipe his tongue up and between your dripping folds. 

The erotic move makes you gasp before you almost instantly give in and melt against his movements. Your upper body rests on top of Brown’s bare chest while you push your hips back against Lopez’s face. He has one hand wrapped around the base of your curled tail, holding it up so that it stays out of the way while he starts to eat you out. His tongue is licking the moist skin, gathering the dripping wetness before it reaches your thighs. A small moan is released by Lopez against your pulsating pussy, making you whimper and whine in pleasure. 

Brown is grinning from ear to ear as he watches you slowly fall apart in front of them. 

“We’ve been tryin’ to get your attention for a while now.” he says. His deep voice rumbles through his chest. 

You’re too caught up in what Lopez is doing, there is no chance of your responding and Brown knows that. 

“Been waitin’ for you to give yourself te’ us.” he growls, nibbling at the shell of your ear. “To spread ‘em pretty legs and let us take care ‘f you.” 

I gasp, staring at him with wide eyes. His grin reappears. 

“You’ve been wantin’ this too?” he asks, ears perked forwards again. 

I gulp nervously, having to take deep breaths to respond because Lopez has already almost had me cum. 

“Yes…” you whisper, gasping again when Lopez presses his tongue against your entrance, applying pressure and threatening to penetrate it. 

“Shit-” Brown chuckles, getting extremely restless after hearing your confirmation. 

“Lopez, cut it short. Can’t wait any longer.” He almost barks, pressing his fingertips into the flesh of your hip. 

Lopez pulls away, straightening his posture on his knees once again and licking his lips with a devilish grin.

“You taste amazing, baby.” he growls. His lips are glossed and coated with your slick and it’s drizzling down his chin in the corner of his mouth. “Not done with you yet, I need that pussy again.” 

“Like I’m going to let that happen.” Brown chuckles. “You just had her. It’s my turn.” 

Their ears are pinned back and Lopez looks pissed off but he doesn’t argue.

Brown grabs your hips and instantly starts pulling them down against him. You steady yourself on the ground while he presses the side of his aching hard dick against your partly cleaned-up pussy. At this point, your body is in need of it. 

“What do you want, mami? Huh?” Lopez teases which makes Brown growl. He’s had enough of his antics and just needs to feel your warm walls around him. 

You whine, closing your eyes in frustration. “Please- both of you. I need-”

Lopez is grinning again. He loves hearing your desperate voice. 

“I need you inside me.” You almost cry out. Brown would be lying if he said he didn’t love the way you said those words. The neediness really did things for them. 

“Want us to breed you?” Lopez asks, now pressing his bare abdomen against your ass, once again slowly grinding his hips against you. “Want to be full of our cum?”

You frantically nod your head, wanting nothing more in the world but to be filled and thoroughly fucked by them. 

Brown was just angry at Lopez for once again slowing things down but now, he is glad he didn’t shut him up. Watching you admit and beg for such a dirty proposal had him almost cumming all over his stomach. 

“Don’t worry baby, we won’t stop until you’re bred properly.” Brown growls. He never thought he would be saying that. Neither of us wanted or want kids but god, these Avatars make it really difficult to fend off their natural needs. 

With that said Brown refuses to wait any longer. He lines his dick up with your needy core, wanting to finally relieve you from clenching around nothing. His tip presses against your entrance and suddenly, he starts pulling you down on his lap and slowly pushing all of him into you. 

The feeling is intense but nothing hurts. It feels so amazingly good. Finally, you're being filled up with his big cock and it's helping reduce the burning ache of heat between your legs. 

Brown hisses, furrowing his eyebrows together in concentration and pleasure. His head lifts off the ground, straining his neck muscles just so he can watch himself disappear inside you. Your slick immediately coats his shaft and he's only realising now just how badly he needs this himself. 

His head falls back and he parts his lips in a silent moan, covering up the stuttering breath with a curse.

Behind you, Lopez sighs. 

"Well shit…" he curses in a soft laugh, watching Brown's expression and your reaction. "That good?"

"Fuckin' heaven." Brown replies. His words sound strangled. 

His eyes open and he looks up at you. 

"God- you really are an angel." he sighs. 

You're too overwhelmed with how deliciously he's filling you that the complement flies by you.

"You feel so good." You whimper, letting your head hang loosely while you calm your breathing. 

"Think you can handle more?" Lopez asks behind you. His hands are gently massaging your hips and waist as he awaits an answer.

You love them both so much, the offer sounds more than good. 

"Yesss." You hiss, pushing back against his touch. "More." 

Lopez chuckles. "Never thought you wanted us too."

"Shut up and fuck me." You snap, needing to be relieved already. It's been too long and your sudden heat is cruel to make you feel so worked up. 

Lopez didn't take that personally. He loved hearing you curse. It was his and Brown's dirty secret and turn-on. You were always well-behaved. Hearing you cuss and especially dirty talk was so hot to them.

"Shit-" he grins, peering down at you in amused disbelief. 

"Please-" you whine, not being able to bare the wait anymore. 

"Don't you dare make her beg. Hurry the fuck up." Brown snarls, wanting to pleasure himself and you already. He has been waiting for this moment for way too long.

Lopez's evil grin stretches further as he nods. 

"Ready?" He asks, massaging the right cheek of your ass. You're not sure what you're meant to be ready for, Brown has already filled your pussy. What is Lopez thinking? Yet, despite your mild confusion, you don't question it. Anything to have and please them both. 

"Yes…" you breathe out in desperation while Brown fights himself to stay still beneath you.

Lopez nods. His heart is racing at the fact that he's about to finally get to feel you. Both men are still in disbelief that you want them because they think so highly of you. But luckily, they won't keep you waiting. 

Lopez's hand wraps around his shaft, lining it up with your ass. The only other hole free which wasn't your mouth. This happened to be another of his kinks. He loves your ass and finally gets to properly see it, touch it, and feel it. It's his now and there is nothing you can do about it. He'll claim it in the best way he knows how. He just hopes that you'll be able to cope with him inside you there.

His tip presses against your puckered hole, making your tail freeze its swaying movements. Lopez is gripping your right cheek harshly as if he were trying to control himself from just roughly fucking you from behind. You were all hazed but they still care about you enough to ensure your comfort. 

One would think he would want to watch himself sink into your tight hole but no, Lopez cares too much for you. His gaze is fixed on the side of your flushed face, watching your reactions to make sure you're alright as he slowly starts pushing his hips forward. His dickhead is covered in precum, lubricating the rest of him to ease the penetration.

Your breath gets caught in your throat when you feel the unfamiliar stretch. It makes you clench your eyes closed and ball your hands into fists. 

Lopez and Brown both notice this and Lopez pauses his movements.

"You're doing so well, mami. Take it easy." He coos, rubbing your back while fighting off the urge to groan and thrust forwards. 

"You're gonna be ours, sweetie." Brown whispers, cupping your cheek to distract you from the feeling. 

Your eyes meet his and he takes hold of your hips again, gently rolling yours against his and Lopez's to have you remember the pleasure you felt before.

Your head drops in bliss, resting forehead against forehead with Brown's.

Lopez hisses at the sudden unexpected movement and his hips instinctively stutter forwards. 

"You good?" Brown asks, moving your hair out of your face and gently pulling it to one side on your neck. 

"Yeah…" you reply breathily. "It doesn't hurt."

Lopez nods again behind you, steadying himself on his knees and placing both his hands against the crevice of your thighs and hips before pushing all the way in. 

You inhale sharply, but at the same time, Brown moves and with the next thrust the time it, so that they move in sync. Both men gently pull back, before thrusting back into you slightly faster than before. 

This time, it feels a lot better than at first. They continue to ease you into their rhythm, wanting this to be as pleasurable for you as it is for them. Because god they are losing themselves in you right now.

All three of you feel the urge to want to be as close to each other as possible. They have felt that way about you before but they feared it would have been inappropriate to act on it then. Now, you don't have to hold back.

Their hands are all over you, caressing and holding you close to them. Brown has the side of his face pressed against yours, rubbing your cheeks against each other in a nuzzling manner. It feels primal but you love it. Lopez is hugging your waist, squeezing your thighs and tracing your spine. Your body is new to them and they wish they could take their time exploring you. 

They start moving, thrusting into you just mere moments after the other in a new rhythm. Brown pulls your hips down against his whereas Lopez tugs you back up and against him.

There is no shame with you three. You've known each other long enough to be more than comfortable in each other's presence. Which is why Lopez and Brown don't bother to suppress their moans. We're far away from the rest of the team, why worry about the noise level?

The sound of skin slapping and heavy breathing is polluting the surrounding quiet forest. Occasional growls and hisses are elicited which earn mewls and whines from you. Precious noises which drive the two marines wild. 

"Fuck, you feel amazing, baby." Lopez groans. His chest is pressed against your back, his hips are ramming forwards against yours and his mouth is hanging open. 

Brown has sunk his teeth into his bottom lip, occasionally throwing his head back in pleasure before cursing your name. 

"Ours." He growls into your ear, nipping at your lobe with his fangs.

You've become a ragdoll in their arms. Your body is being pushed and pulled back and forth while your slick drips down your inner thighs. Lopez feels it against his thighs and catches some on his fingers before smearing it around your hole and on his shaft. Now, squelches erupt each time either of them buries their throbbing cocks inside both your holes. 

Their rhythm starts to falter and you feel your orgasm slowly build up. Thanks to Lopez's skilled tongue before, you feel stimulated enough by their thrusts to cum yourself. 

"Fuck- m' close." You hiss, panting for air while being pounded and filled in two holes at once. The pleasure exceeds much faster than expected. This heat cycle has all of your body feeling overly sensitive. 

"Dirty girl." Brown chuckles, pressing his hot lips against the pulse point on your neck and sucking. 

"Love you so much."

The words come as a sudden surprise, but to be honest, the feelings have been there for a long time from both sides.

"So fucking tight-" Lopez breathes out. Their pace is becoming uneven and you're being mindlessly fucked. Your eyes are rolling to the back of your head in bliss and you begin to tense up in preparation for your orgasm.

"Cum baby. Let go and we'll reward you." Lopez adds in a hushed whisper. His accent makes his voice more attractive.

Before you can nod or respond in any way shape or form, your orgasm hits you out of nowhere. 

Brown shoved himself inside you with such force, it hit a particular sweet spot inside you which was hit by Lopez from the other side at the same time. 

It makes your toes curl and your body shake as you finally come undone. You arch your back against both men, opening your legs more to offer yourself to them. 

Your walls clench around their shafts and the suction makes it difficult for them to pull out. It feels like you're trying to milk them for their cum and that's exactly what they want from you. In the next second, both marines plunge into you as deep as possible, and one after the other they empty their balls and shoot their load deep inside you. Your insides are painted white and filled with their hot and sticky cum which seems to keep spurting out of them while grunts and growls leave their lips.

You moan, relishing in the feeling of being so perfectly stuffed by two fat cocks. All of you start to calm down from your mindblowing highs but they refuse to pull out of your. They stay still, remaining buried inside of you for a few extra minutes to keep you pumped full with their cum. So full that it's slowly oozing out of the sides while they are comfortably resting hilt-deep in your pussy and ass. 

"You belong to us now." Lopez whispers, wrapping an arm around your waist to hold you in place. 

"No one else gets to ever have you like this."

"Understand, baby?" Brown asks, running a thumb over your flushed cheeks. 

"Yes." You breathe out. "Yours."

They grin at each other, holding you for another minute until all of you can think straight again. 

There’s a distant shout which sounds like the Colonel calling for us. We freeze and our ears perk up, analysing the noise. 

“We should head back.” Brown says to you and Lopez, gently tapping your thigh. 

Lopez slowly draws his hips back, watching his cum ooze out of your used hole. He almost missed what Brown had said. You flinch and your body tenses again when Brown carefully lifts your hips and helps you climb off of him. 

Both men straighten up again and stand up while you stay kneeling on the ground. Their hands reach for you and they help you to your feet, steadying you before letting go. 

“I can’t go back like this, I look like a mess.” You say, palming your forehead and staring down at the cum dripping down your legs. Neither of the men seem to think that it’s a bad thing though. The sight is mesmerising to them. 

“Our mess.” Lopez growls, pressing himself against you once more and planting a kiss on your jaw. Brown picks up your clothes or what is remaining of them at least. To your luck, you still had your vest which covered the main areas of your chest. You all got dressed and once you were done you exchanged eye contact with them before breaking into grins and chuckles. Neither of you could properly believe what just happened but not a soul has any regrets.

You start walking back and your steps are slower and more careful because you start to feel sore now. Brown stops in front of you and turns around facing Lopez and you. Then he looks at Lopez only. 

“What if they try to get a go with ‘er?” he asks. His ears tip back and he looks like he hates the thought in his head. 

Lopez scoffs, suddenly snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you right against his side. “Yeah, like I’m gonna let ‘em.” he chuckles darkly, starting to walk again and pulling you with him. 

Brown nods, taking the spot on your free side. It seems like you’re walking two guard dogs now. 

When you reach the others, neither of them moves. They don’t let anyone near you either. It seems to have become clear to the others what happened but you’re not standing around long enough to get reactions. The Colonel seems fed up and is already leading the way back. You follow and right after you, Brown and Lopez do too. It seems as though their fight has been peacefully solved. 

The rest of the day you spent replaying everything that happened in your head. You can’t wait to see how this situation will bloom and escalate with both marines.

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Doctor In The Barracks

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Throat contrusting.

Walls clamping and spasming.

Her vision began going hazy a few minutes ago as shakey breathes pushed and pulled through her nose.

The nails that bit into her scalp tugging and pulling onto the roots of her hair.

She nearly gagged as the dick that was so lodged down her throat was thrusted in and out of her swollen flush lips that gathered droll and pre at the edges and dripped down her chin. 

A whine left her as she felt a leaking tip being shoved into her swollen and pulsating cunt. 

“Look at how Utterly pathetic you are,” A southern drawl growled from above her, 

Two others snickered from behind her. 

One cutting off with a groan, tail curling up his back.

“Un coño tan apretado.”  A shuttering whine while firm claws digged into her thighs spreading her thighs more open for amber eyes to stare at her greedy cunt clenching and fluttering around his dick. 

Her knees dragging against the plush carpet that was forming a puddle just below her. 

“Colonel, Keep talking like that, The bitch loves it.” Lopez had groaned, watching how Dr.Nine's pussy desperately tried to reel him back deep inside as he slowly dragged out each duvet and engorged vein of his dick out barely stopping at the tip. 

A whine left her as Quaritch had wrapped her hair sturdy around his palm and fingers pulling her head up from being shoved so harshly against his pelvic bone.

Her lips glided with ease from all the drool that built on, as his thick girth dragged against her throats constricting muscles and from her pooling tongue. 

Her lips popping off his dick, with a satisfying noise it made his dick twitched as his emerald eyes started down at her, lips twitching flashing sharp carnassials, this tip of his tongue running across one side of his teeth as his darken eyes too in her tear stained and drooling face.

“Is that right?” Quaritch hummed as he jerked her hair to pull back her pretty little face making her look at him.

Relishing how her face scrunched up and a whine leaving her as Lopez chose that moment to jerk his hips into her ass, slamming his full length dick deep inside of her.

 A grunt leaves him as he dragged out quickly to slam it deep within, claws starting to drag against her skin.

“Fucking hell!” Lopez mutterings fell muddled over the sounds of his dick squelching in and out of her needy dripping cunt.

“N here I thought you had some Self Respect, Doctor.” Quaritch hummed, a chuckle leaving him as he looked into Dr. Nine hazy aureate eyes that gleamed with tears as they streaked down her face.

Quaritch moved his other hand down to her face, softly rubbing away the tears with his thumb, stroking her cheeks softly as another chuckle left him. 

“You didn't think i wouldnt find out about you being a common Barracks bunny to my men and Just let you go scot free did ya?” 

A gasp came from her more than any other reply, As it Seems Ja had found a way to wedge himself between not only her legs but Lopezs as well. 

Lopez spreading her thighs merely moments ago was nothing but a cruel set up, and the other man's advantage point.

Ja’s warm and soaking wet tongue finding her throbbing and swollen clit, fully pressing the flat surface of his tongue against it licking upward to the top of her pussy, his tongues tip swirling against the sensitive ball of nerves making her jerk forwards, her arms nearly giving out Of Lopez strong grip on her thighs had not moved to her hips to slam her back into him and stretch her so full of his dick.

Soft tapping on her cheek made her eyes clench for a second before fluttering away the tears from her water ducts all from over sensitivity from the two men who were using her for their pleasure, and yet, She had came and Came again before either one of them could bust and leave her a sticky heap. 

Though if her hazy mind would be able to think straight, She Could assume that being in the presence of their Colonel, had reason to how much more attentive they were to her needs and pleasure as well as why Both men seemed to have the stamina of raging bulls. 

Poor displays In fucking a woman, were surely not something The Colonel would accept. 

“I believe I asked you a question, Doctor.” Quaritch had mocked her, and by the grin on his face, he wasn't even trying to hide the disrespect. 

A swirling tongue hot and messy on her clit, rolling and pressing just right sending tingles and shocks up and down her spine and curling tail.

A fat and deliciously Long throbbing Dick being slammed deeply into her clenching and sopping wet pussy, slamming right into a spot that made her Head light and dizzy while forcing her toes and fingers to curl against the carpet. 

Then Came the Colonel's hand deep into her hair, tangled in it and nails scraping against her scalp so softly, it was driving her mad. 

His other hand softly struck her cheeks. 

Daring to ground her in some sense like he wasn't making her heave and choke around  his own thick and long length. 

Like he wasn't calling her nothing but a whore seconds ago, as he shoved her head fully down against his pelvic bone so desperately fucking her mouth as if it was her clenching desperate pussy. 

She should've been in her office working on reports and logs. 

Analyzing samples collected from the field researchers and data logging them for their uses for upcoming experiments. 

Yet She had chosen in an unsavory state of mind to Go to her two most favorite sneaky links shared Unit wing to get some nice relaxation and Tail curling thrills. 

   Which had caused them all to get a little too loud at such a late hour and All get caught By the strict Man that was Colonel Quaritch. 

    Maybe it was the noises, perchance the smells of desperation and Sex in the air.

Or the fact when he caught them Both Jay and Lopez were buried deep into her cunt and the three of them were a tangled mess of a position that Twister would only dream of getting adults into these days. 

Both Ja and Lopez had tensed so much, Dr.Nine had even felt the second their Sex high was dying as she didnt feel so bizarrely stretched out. 

Her Own body tensed because all it would have taken was the Colonel One report.

One word about what he caught, and her ass would be on thin ice with her employers.

Her contract did not permit her such free time to find herself fucking RDA experimental products of their projects. 

Yet the Colonel had leaned against the door frame of the room he had opened, He was going to chew out his men, But when his Emerald eyes took on the sights of what soul that would find themselves bunnying around the unit?

What fool in his position would drop such an opportunity?

“Well boys, don't stop now.” He had spoken as he walked inside the room, forcing the automatic door system to shut to his will. 

“Do you enjoy just being passed around like a piece of Ass?” His southern drawl teasing her as his fingers made way to her chin focusing her attention back to the situation that was inside of the room and not in the now past.

A moan leaving her flushed lips as she stared up at him, ears twitching, perking up and folding back, her tail so curled she swore a curly fry would be envious. 

Alive again at an age no older than Twenty Five and Still Quaritch somehow have the perks of an older man. 

Afterall his ears perked when he heard the faltering of a thrusting rhythm and the harsh hissing that came from Lopez, and the sliding of Ja from the carpet quick to get out of any splash zone of bis Comrades pitiful display of nutting soon.

 

“To a few jumpy dumbasses?” 

Quaritch ears tipped back in annoyance taking over Dr. Nine's body, Damn idiot didn't even make her finish again before he was pulling out to further destroy the carpet below. 

A small noise leaving her throat being ripped away from her pleasure.

“You Think you can do better?” She hissed in some challenge up at him. Which would have been i.pressive if it wasnt absolutely amusing seeing her all watery eyed, tear stained, fucked out drooping eyes and trembling all over in exhaustion of being on her hands and knees and denied a satisfying release. 

Quaritch chuckled and he moved, making her hands fall from his legs as he rose from the chair he had sat in to at the start enjoying the show before involving himself to be a part of the show. 

To our surprise he wasn't leaving, moving down to wrap his arms around her and heave her up to her shaky legs only for a moment before his arms were wrapped around her thighs and effortlessly hitching her up around his waist, making eye to eye. 

A grin wide on his face as he cocked his head, His dick sliding in between her swollen puffy pussy lips and the tip teasingly jerking and throbbing against her sensitive clit making her buck in a jump into him making him chuckle huskily as he stared at her. 

“Oh darlin. I don't have to think.” Quaritch started to reply one of his arms unwrapping from under ass to squeeze her left cheek before sliding to her hips and squeezing softly before moving up to caress her grabbing her arm to lift and move it to his shoulders, A hint she didn't think twice as bother her arms had found their new home wrapped around his thick muscular neck. 

His fingers drifted back down her side squeezing tenderly at her hip and his thumb rubbing circles into it. 

A look of pure confidence one with only experience could form on his face as his cocky smirk turned into a genuine confident grin as he lifted her higher with his one arm, lining his tip to her swollen and spasming entrance.

“I know I am.” 

Was all he needed to say as he lowered her down onto his dick, splitting her over sensitive, used and abused walls right apart around him. Forcing them to reslicken with her dripping juices each time he lifted her and lowered her, his tip digging deeper and deeper at the new angle until it was gliding and pounding not only against her g spot but at her cervix. 

Bullying it as he took what was his, He was much more vocal than his men. Grunting and growling, Allowing Dr.Nine to see every single Face reaction he had, only showing her how expressive he was and to watch a delicious display of the rare flehmen response that the Na'vi seem to do in regards to Sex. 

His lips curling back to expose his teeth, a symphony of growls vibrating from his throat and he panted through his mouth as he bounced her up and down his dick at a more faster rate than he previously was going making her thighs squeeze and tremble around his hips and walls tighten and clench as she felt her stomach tightening with a searing warmth that was building. 

Thoughts of him biting her had no place for rent in her worries, not when his lips found her own than the skin of her neck.

He was surprisingly more passionate than needy like his soldiers. His hand that was on her hip had found purchase to place a gentle thumb onto the seemingly abandoned bundle of nerves that was hidden away by her cunts lips. 

She moaned against his lips as he deepened their kiss, not at all minding the taste of his own dick on her tongue as he curled his around hers and started tongue fucking hers with his own. 

His thumb drew soft little circles around her twitching clit, in time perfectly for when he dropped her down onto his dick in its entirety. Moving his thumb so carefully from its flat fat padding to the tip of his thumbprint, making her moan and squeal as the tightening feeling grew and the need to clench around him was unbearable. 

Her breath caught and held as her lungs started to burn.

Her jerking thighs and clawed hands digging at his bare back and shoulder blades.

Yet he did not change any pace of him bouncing her up and down him, did not stop how he hit her g spot and cervix not even a second. 

His thumb added onto some more pressure enough to make dots and sparkles flash across her eyes as she squealed into their intense lip locked kiss. 

Her body jerking and twitching as a rush shot through her making her tail curl amd slap against her back as she spasmed into his arms which all Quaritch was tighten his grip and continue to bounce her through her intense climax, juices and ecstasy  pouring and running down his leg as he continued this onslaught against her. 

Making her clench again and sputter out more and more gushing squirts.

Pulling from their kiss to allow her to snap in a harsh breath of air before moving to connect their lips once more.

She could feel the smirk that formed against her lips when a vibrating sensation began to escape her own throat, as her nails dug into his shoulder blades using them as handles.

How embarrassing she had thought for a moment only to keen and purr as he made her squirt for the fourth time in a row making her clench and spasm around him as he began to hold her to him and thrust harshly into her, Pulling back his head disconnecting  his lips from hers as they curled exposing his sharp carnassials once again. His eyes scrunching as well as his nose as a hiss left him and a breathy

“That's a good girl.” Growled out deep from his throat making a husky rasp leave him and caused her stomach to tighten and cunt to squeeze around him desperate to milk him.

Quaritch slammed her down, burying his dick down to the hilt as it throbbed, he stuttered put another hiss and she could feel his tail slapping amd curling slightly around her leg, as he filled her dripping pussy instead of panicking to pull out Like the younger minded soldiers. 

His eyes cracking half way open to look at her, admiring her fucked out expression amd panting heaving body.

Her golden eyes met his emerald eyes and felt her tail twitch at how he looked at her.

Now there was no need for him to separate himself from her. 

She could see that. 

Why would he when He is mentally at the age to fill and breed without any hesitation or consequences. 

Simply there to make sure both have their fun, and fun was exactly what she had with him.

He stayed inside of her, as he ran his hands over her body working out any tension and knots he found under her skin, until he was soft and limp and naturally glided out of her. 

He didn't make no face when he felt her gush out and down his leg when finally being not so stuffed.

He simply shifted his arms around her to support her and headed to the door carrying her on out.

Didn't even turn back to look at the exhausted half asleep men on the floor.

“Clean this shit up.” Was All the ever cold Colonel ordered as he forced the Automatic door open, a hand covering Dr.Nines head as he ducked down and through protecting her for his chin should they clash. 

And Carried her to his own clean unit where his shower and perfectly two people sized and Bed smelled of fresh linen sheets.

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[iliketangerines]

a touch handsy

a/n: oops, suddenly lost all my motivation for everything but we pushing through

pairing: lyle wainfleet x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), glove kink, voyeurism (kind of), public sex (kind of), teasing

you can’t really help it as you stare at Lyle’s hands again, how they flex over the barrel of the gun with those gloves on, the textured synthetic leather squeezing the metal

memories of last night flash in your head, and you turn your head away, tail flicking to the side nervously and ears slightly pinning back

as if sensing your embarrassment, Lyle pads over to you, boots heavy against the concrete of the shooting grounds, and he slings an arm around your neck

“hey there, sweetcheeks.” he shoots you a smirk, fangs slightly poking out from his upper lip, and you grimace and purse your lips, cringing on the inside by his boldness

his voice is muffled by the ear protection that you have on, but you know what he’s saying, it’s always the same thing

“hi, Lyle.” you’re sure that he can barely hear you either, especially with the way you mumble, and you shoulder his arm off of you

raising your gun, you take in a steady breath, focusing on the target in front of you, and after a moment, you finally shoot and hit a bull’s eye

“don’t be so cold, baby. i know you love me.” his voice croons in your ears as he hooks his protections muffs onto the small stall, and you do the same, tucking your face away from him

despite his arrogant and insufferable personality, a blush still settles over your face, turning it a slight purplish color, and Lyle lets out a bark as he catches the edges of your ears turning dark

you scowl and go to leave the room, tail flicking behind you sharply in annoyance, but he tugs on it, making you look back at him with an indignant look

he only shoots you back a smile and quickens his pace so that he can walk next to you as you roll your eyes and head to the mess hall

some of the other recoms are already there, waiting in the lines or sitting down at the tables, holding up the mask to their faces every so often to catch their breath

his hand is at the small of your back, and you hope no one can smell your arousal seeping from you

the leather of his glove presses right through the thin shirt and into your skin, the heat creeping into the edge of your nerves and slowly melting straight down to your desperate cunt

it makes you squirm in your own spot as you pile food onto your tray, and you let out a relieved sigh as he finally pulls away his hand from you to grab some food onto your tray

you practically scramble from him, bounding over to the recom table tucked away in the corner of the mess hall, slightly away from all of the humans

Prager has a seat empty next to him, and you eagerly sit down next to him, finally relieved to sit away from Lyle and refocus your thoughts onto your dinner

the conversation around you is easy and flows, and you quickly chirp in and put in your own thoughts

your relief is cut short when Lyle comes over, “hey Prager, mind moving so i can sit next to the birdie?”

Prager snorts and rolls his eyes, missing how you shoot him a frantic stare as he moves over, “keep this going, and everyone is going to think you like them.”

“and so what if i do?” Lyle takes his seat casually next to you, as if he hadn’t just splayed open your fraternization with him to the rest of the group

Quaritch barks out a laugh and holds his hands up, “i didn’t hear anything.”

Lyle shoots a lazy smile to the colonel, and you hunch your back in embarrassment over as the others start to congratulate Lyle on finally asking you out

asking you out your ass, a spar had gotten too heated and it ended with you on your back and him on top of you, one gloved hand pinning your wrists above your head and the other rubbing quick hard circles onto your clit while his thick cock stretched you out

the thought of that makes your head spin, and you clench your thighs together, putting down your utensil and glaring at Walker who gives you a shit-eating smile

you’re quickly jolted out of the thought when you feel Lyle’s warm gloved hand on your thigh, his thumb lightly rubbing against the fabric covering your thigh

even through the thick khaki material, his touch still burns you, and you fight back a whimper before taking a sip of your water to try and help with the heat on your face

it only gets worse as his hand trails up, closer and closer to your pussy, his fingers dancing and then pressing into the folds of it, avoiding direct pressure on your clit

you pin your ears back and pick your utensil back up, determined to not let Lyle get to you, his voice and face so deceivingly nonchalant as his fingers rub against your pussy lips

he’s slow this time, a constant slow pressure against you, avoiding touching you right where you want him, and there’s a warm slick pool of your arousal starting to stain your underwear

Lyle hums as he nods to something that Warren is saying and pressing two of his fingers firmly against your clit, and you purse your lips together tightly and bring your water up to hide your face

then, his hand draws away, and you glance towards him just enough to catch how the leather folds around his fingers as he brings some water up to his mouth

it’s only for a moment before his hand is back on you, his fingers now pressing diligently into your clit and rubbing slow firm circles onto it

you fight through the pleasure, raising a shaky hand to eat your food

“hey, you doing okay?” Fike shoots you a concerned glance, and you wave him off

“y-yeah, it’s just-ya know, still getting used to this body.” you wave noncommittally at yourself, remaining mildly calm as Lyle turns his head to turn at you angelically as his hand continues to tease you with slow rolling pleasure

he just continues to smile innocently as he quickens his fingers on your clit, the fabric of your underwear only adding to the friction, and you unconsciously spread your legs a little wider for him as you try and shovel food into your mouth

Lyle quickly slips back into easy conversation, and you struggle to keep your composure, a bright purple flush coming over your face as you finish your food and start to drink some water

you’re so close to the edge, just about to tip over the edge

his fingers know you better than you know yourself, and they apply just the right amount of pressure, sending  molten pleasure up your spine and spreading through your nerves

it’s addicting, the feeling of the rush, the unassuming eyes on you as Lyle brings you to an orgasm, one that sends white hot pleasure burning through your veins

you have to fight back the long whine that threatens to peal from your throat, and only a slight whimper escapes from you as you hide your face behind your water

“hey, you sure you’re okay, birdie?” Brown looks concerned, sending a glance to Fike and then to you

“i think they’re just a bit tired. here, i’ll take them up to bed first, maybe they’re coming down with something.” Lyle puts on a concerned face, but you can just about make out the mischievous glint in his eye

his gloved hands grip onto your arms as you stand up onto slightly trembling legs, trying to regain your composure as he guides you out of the mess hall

“we’ll catch you later. colonel.” he gives Quaritch a nod of respect before leading you out of the mess hall and down into the quiet hallways where the recoms sleep

you shiver and let out a moan when he whispers into your ear, “all worked up, baby?”

the night is far from over for you both

[alabyte]

OH AND I FORGOT TO POST THIS I actually made an additional pic after this one!

Recoms being goofy ghosts for Halloween BUT now including Prager because. C'mon. Who doesn't like Prager

Quaritch is not exactly thrilled about the group photo but whatever makes his men happier and more tolerable during holiday season

THIS IS ACTUALLY A MATCHING VK PFP FOR ME AND MY FRIENDS SO I'M ASKING SPECIFICALLY TO NOT REPOST THIS ONE ANYWHERE. If you wanna use it as pfp ask first thank you!

[naavispider]

Hi, I love all your Spider and Quaritch Fics. Can we get drunk Spider One shot talking about the McCosker?

Somewhere at the back of his brain, Spider knew he was talking bull. He knew he should probably stop, but he just couldn't quite find it in himself to care at this particular moment. "They never liked me," he announced, a slight slur contaminating his words. "And it's fine, I didn't like them either, to be honest." He huffed in amusement, looking towards the group of recoms that had huddled around the fire. He was expecting to see empathetic nods and laughter, but the firelight only illuminated looks of scepticism and, here and there, a smirk.

Zdinarsk replied first. "Sounds like we'd get on," she grumbled. Quaritch cast her a mutinous look, but Zdinarsk didn't see. "It's good to know this is all nothing new to you!"

Spider flipped her off with his left hand, while bringing the oversized beer can up to his lips for another swig. "Eh," he said. "You're not so bad."

At this, Quaritch's eyebrows collapsed into a frown, while the rest of the group shared looks of surprise at this revelation.

"Did I just hear that right?" Walker joked to Fike.

"I never thought I'd see the day!" Wainfleet cheered, raising his arms up as if to praise Eywa. "Budget Tarzan doesn't hate us anymore!"

"Pfft," Spider scoffed. "I wouldn't go that far. You're just nicer than the McCoskers, that's all."

"Jesus, kid," Walker exclaimed.

"The hell do you mean by that?" Quaritch said, leaning closer as a kind of pensiveness shrouded him.

Spider shrugged. He didn't feel like boosting anyone's ego any further than he already had. The buzz from the beer was starting to make him tired, and he wasn't interested in pursuing the topic anymore. He played distractedly with the moss at his feet, shredding it between his fingertips.

A rough boot to his thigh brought him back to the present. "Hey!" Quaritch snapped. "I asked you a question."

"Ow!" Spider bemoaned, but he wasn't really hurt. He lifted the beer can up to his lips again, but Quaritch snatched it away. At the man's glare, Spider realised he'd have to entertain this. "What?!"

"You can't just drop that the other side of the war has treated you better than your own goddamn foster parents and expect me to be cool with that."

Spider stared blankly at Quaritch. This was the first time they'd spoken about Spider's parental situation and it was beginning to sound a lot like the recom was getting protective. "You care, or something?"

If he wasn't buzzed from the alcohol, he wouldn't have missed the awkward silence that blanketed the camp, as each recom sat back on their haunches and watched the Colonel for his reaction.

As it was, it didn't seem like Quaritch knew what to say to this. He seethed, watching Spider intently.

Luckily, Spider didn't notice any of this, and spoke next of his own volition. "Nash is an asshole. They both have their own lives but he used to get so angry the moment I interfered with that, you know?"

"What was he mad at you for, existing?" Zdinarsk asked.

"I guess," Spider shrugged. "They had their own kids after a while and it was just easier for me to look after myself."

"No kidding," Wainfleet said reproachfully, eyeing Spider's matted hair and unkempt loincloth.

"So I started hanging out with Jake. I used to think it was so cool when he visited the shacks. Soon as I was old enough, I was outta there. S'how I met Kiri and Lo'ak."

"Your little forest friends?"

Spider side eyed Quaritch, but nodded.

“They keep out of our way, no harm’ll come to them.”

Perhaps that was Quaritch’s way of trying to reassure Spider he didn’t want to murder his only friends, but it was little comfort to Spider. “Why do they get a free pass? You’re fine with attacking and murdering everyone else but you draw the line at Kiri and Lo’ak? I’m honoured.”

“Ain’t nothing to you with you, kid. We’re not the monsters you think we are.”

Spider scoffed, but Wainfleet chose that moment to pipe up. “Hey, he just said he thinks we’re alright!”

“That is not what I said,” Spider grumbled.

Wainfleet made a disparaging noise. “Hm, I think it is kid, and you’re just in denial already.”

“It is not.” Truthfully, Spider had already forgotten exactly what he’d said - the conversation from the past couple of minutes had already merged into a bit of a fuzzy blur as a new wave of tiredness swept over him. “All I said is that I’d rather be around even your crusty asses than the McCoskers.”

On the other side of the campfire, Wainfleet sobered. He'd been teasing the kid in earnest so far, amusedly listening and winding him up when the situation called for it, but now he hesitated. It didn't sound right at all that Spider would make that confession, least of all surrounded by the very people he should hate. The corporal's eyes drifted from Spider's drunken form over to the Colonel. Quaritch had been watching the boy, but now seemed to be contemplating Spider's words himself. Their eyes locked across the fire. They didn't need words to communicate in that moment. Wainfleet had known Quaritch long enough to tell that Spider's revelations had unnerved him. He was able to hide it well, and Wainfleet knew that nobody else would pick up on it.

"Hey, get over here and let me teach you Rummy," Wainfleet called out to the boy, reaching for his deck of cards as he did so.

Spider groaned and made a face, but that didn't matter. It was the glint of gratitude in the Colonel's eyes that was why he offered.